“The only society I like is that which is rough and tough – and the tougher the better. That’s where you get down to bedrock and meet human people.” – Robert Service
This is the latest dispatch from our friend John’s odyssey. He’s made it into the Yukon and it looks like the real fun is beginning. Now that he’s actually crossed the provincial border, these lines from the Bard of the Yukon, Robert Service, seem apt:
There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
A race that can’t stay still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and they rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain’s crest;
Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.
If they just went straight they might go far;
They are strong and brave and true;
But they’re always tired of the things that are,
And they want the strange and new. . .

Good evening from Teslin, Yukon.
It has been a tough day on the road getting the snot kicked out of us on the Cassiers Highway. [Pfffttt!! This guy did it pulling an MGB in a trailer behind his RV, for crying out loud! He does say it's rough. - Ed.]
It took 3 hours and 45 minutes to cover 140 miles of gravel and frost-heaved pavement this morning before we got on the AlCan Highway going west. Even then we ran into 2 sections of 10-mile gravel road that we could only go 25 miles an hour or risk getting shaken to death.
Still, we’ve had some good moments in the last 3 days. Wednesday night we stayed at the Round Lake Campground hosted by Wayne and Nina Hemalin. That evening we used a row boat to get out on the lake and between us caught 1 squaw fish and 36 pea-mouthed chubs. The chubs are supposedly good eating but we threw them back because it would have taken forever to filet enough of them to make a meal for two.
The next morning we went out in a canoe and trolled the lake with no luck. However, we saw 3 pair of loons that came within 20 yards of the canoe, an eagle, and an osprey diving in the water for fish.
We left and fueled-up in Smithers before heading for the Meziadin Provincial Park on the Cassiers Highway. [Here is a photo gallery - gorgeous! -Ed.] This has been the most beautiful park we’ve stayed in to date and in the morning the park attendant, Marvin Reid, took us fishing. I caught a nice 3lb Dolly Varden and a small Rainbow (picture attached) while Cortney caught a 3.5lb Dolly Varden.
After fileting them we took off for Dease Lake and saw 8 black bears and 2 grizzlies along the way (picture attached).
We stayed at the Water’s Edge Campground in Dease Lake and shared our meal of fish with Murray and Pat Crees from Vancouver Island. They went to bed after “blubbering a bib-full” with us for a couple of hours and we played a game of “hit the stick in the lake with a rock” which I won 11 to 7.
We left at 9, got to the Yukon around 1 (DukDuk picture attached), and finished the day around 5 at Dawson Peaks Resort. Tomorrow we will make Skagway – 3 weeks from when I left MN.
All is good.
- Northern exposure (guardian.co.uk) [This is an awesome article about cruising Alaska's inside passage by ferry - a great alternative to more expensive cruise ships.]
- Teslin library to reopen at former trading post (cbc.ca)
- RuralCom Corporation to provide cell phone service to the Alaska Highway and the BC North Coast (newswire.ca)
- Crews work to contain rapidly spreading Lillooet, B.C., fire (cbc.ca)
- Whitehorse cafe owner, friend win $292,000 in Lotto 6/49 jackpot (cbc.ca)
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Hi Betsy,
Reading John’s story reminds me of when we left Alaska. It was in the month of November and even though it proved to be challenging (too many breakdowns, sub zero temps and changes of plans to list), it remains one of my husbands and mine favorite memories.
John’s story makes me wish we were there again.
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Hi Barbara – Oh my gosh, what an adventure! You must write about it sometime!
My mother’s cousin and his bride, both in their 70’s now, told Pete and me the story of their Al-Can trip right after the highway was completed – in the late 50’s, early 60’s (?). Someone in Alaska had ordered a brand new red convertible straight from the factory in Detroit, so the newlyweds signed on to drive it up there. Over all those gravel roads, it must’ve been dinged up pretty bad! Their way back was an adventure, also, as they hadn’t made any plans whatsoever. A great memory for them, too, and a wonderful story to hear. Thank you.
Wow this story is fun to read and it is like taking a vacation myself! Thank you for sharing.
My sister 4 years ago, after her divorce, pack up her youngest daughter, dog, belongings that would fit into a Subaru wagon and drove herself to Seattle to see our Mother, and then moved to Maine from Juneau, Alaska. An amazing experience and quite a drive. What an adventure in change.
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Hi Patricia – Wow, what a drive from Juneau to Maine via Seattle! I’ll bet she doesn’t regret it for a second! Awesome!
I’ve not yet been to Alaska, but them who likes it, likes it a lot. And every body seems to like it.
And forget Robert Frost — Robert Service is where it’s always been for me. Sam Mc Gee? Classic.
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
etc.
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