Thursday, July 8, 2010
Well we got a new tire. Of course it cost about 75% more than it would have at home, but that's vacations.
At the grocery store they have this nifty system that requires you to deposit a dollar coin in order to use a cart.
Put the cart back in a row and you get your dollar back.
It keeps the lot clear of carts and the system works. I'm sure people like the T-partiers would see this as anything but simple cooperation for the common good.
Sorry, politics can sneak in sometimes.
So on over to Watson Lake. Just past there the terrain changes and we start seeing wildlife big time.
Bison like to wallow in the dust next to the road.
Black bears appear right and left.
Fox, and Elk.
The Scenery is again excellent.
A couple of people told us not to miss the Liard Hot Springs.
We stopped, checked it out. I guess you had to get in a soak for a while to appreciate it. There were hot pools near where this was taken.
We were near the Nortwest Territories and saw a few vehicles from there. Now those guys are really up there in the far reaches of the earth.
We kept driving until late in the evening.
This time of day is when the animals are really out.
We saw more moose. A huge bull, and we're loosing count of how many cows and calves. Then the elk were around every turn.
We got into the position of being in the middle of nowhere and no place to stay at 11 at night.
The other guys pitched a tent.
The cabin we found was on the far side of rustic.
After swatting bugs for a while, Kern & I got to sleep.
Next morning, a dazzling sun, and crisp air.
Note the solar collector aimed at a sun that stays low in the sky. Power is otherwise by generator.
We "bathed" by the sink and hit the road.
A couple of miles down the road, another bull moose.
Many miles today. Gradually we lose the high peaks for the last time.
When we get to Fort Nelson, BC the cells work again and the terrain changes back to farms and civilization.
We can now drive 65 and 70 ( 110 kph).
Kernal likes the grain elevators.
We get to Dawson Creek, BC where the Alaskan Highway begins (or ends for us). There is a marker in the middle of a square that everyone going through here must photograph.
A tour bus pulled up and the old people got out
to take basically
this picture.
Just lots and lots of miles now and for the next 2 or 3 days.
Canola fields are getting bright yellow up here.
Tomorrow, many more miles. About equivalent to driving home from Seattle.
Friday, July 9, 2010
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