On Sunday we hit the road once again and said good bye to Skagway.
It was a great town and a lot of fun but new adventures awaited up up the road.
It was a rainy morning as we climbed over 3,200’ from sea level and crested the cloud shrouded White Pass.
After crossing the pass and descending a bit, we left the clouds mostly behind and enjoyed a fairly nice sunny day for the rest of our days journey.
Along the way we found this Black Bear foraging for Dandelions.
(PS - remember to click on the photos to enlarge)
He was making quick work grazing thru them.
Our destination for Sunday night was the Fox Lake Yukon Territoral Campgroud.
It was fairly empty with only a few other rigs besides ours.
After John & Dave arrived - our group now reunited - we enjoyed a campfire and laughed into the night (or day since it never gets dark)
The next morning I was up at 5am out on the lake enjoying the morning quiet.
A gaggle (flock, clutch, herd?) of Loons shared the morning quiet with me.
As they took flight they caught me unprepared to properly catch the moment as my shutter speed needed to be increased a bunch.
It was a beautiful place to spend the night.
We have met so many residents of the Yukon who came here to visit and never left.
Spending a night at Fox Lake it sure is understandable why.
The next morning we were back on the road.
Funny thing… leaving the campground I should have turned left (North) on the Klondike highway.
For some reason I’ve had this place backwards in my mind for weeks and made a right turn instead. It was only a mile or so when it dawned on me.
I called Ron (who was following me) on the CB and said…. “ummmm Ron - we are headed the wrong way"
We had to go about 25 miles south until we could find a spot where we could turn around.
Needless to say - we were soon pulling into the Braeburn Lodge for some of their famous Gigantic Cinnamon Buns.
After more beautiful road miles in this vast unspoiled wilderness
we found a spot on the side of the road to spend the night.
It was just a dirt pulloff next to the Ross River Bridge but it served our purposes just fine.
(Dave and Linda - I think you stayed here last year)
We sat around outside our rig and swapped stories before dinner.
It was an endless day under an ocean of endless blue sky…
The view from our camp.
Another 150 miles north (and more Moose sightings) today and we have finally reached the Klondike gold fields and Dawson City.
We are now only about 180 miles south of the Arctic Circle.
It no longer gets dark here at night.
It stays light enough out at night that you could sit outside and read a book without a light.
We are camped in a beautiful wooded Yukon Territorial Campground
on the West Bank of the Yukon river.
To get here we must take the free ferry across from Dawson.
Since we need to be on this side of the river when we leave anyway - the campground is perfectly suited for our plans.
Our campsite is pretty much right above the front flag on the ferry.
The Yukon River is right behind our campsite - about 70 yards away.
We are surrounded by Spruce, Aspen, and White Birch.
Cheryl… you could have a field day here collecting wood for furniture.
The only sound we hear is the rustling of the leaves.
The scent is of pine and light woodsmoke.
One interesting tidbit…
We were talking to a man today who mentioned that when the locals
first go south in the summer they are amazed that
it can be both dark at night and warm at the same time.
You need to understand that when it is dark at night here - it is winter.
We will spend 3 days here in Dawson and explore the history and sights.
Meanwhile - I'm struggling with internet again.
I have it but it is terribly slow so I've downsized the photos and
degraded the quality so that they would load faster.
It will be nice when I can get back to some 4g speeds but for now
we'll live with what we have.