“We are moving slow with an average daily drive of 150 miles. This allows us to travel without making any reservations in any parks as we pull in so early in the day. We are seeing a lot of East Coast license plates, which I imagine is due to the favorable monetary exchange rate with the Canadian dollar.”
Another short day, about 116 miles or 186 km. It was drizzly and gray most of the drive. We passed Lake Laberge which was made famous in the Robert Service Poem “The Cremation of Sam MeGee”. Than passed along Fox Lake. We stopped for a pit stop at a pull out with a description of the area Conglomerate Mountain with a couple examples of “puddingstone” boulders because of its appearance. I read about an ash layer created in 700 AD and we saw it for a long way next to the highway. There were some amazing mountains in the distance, but I couldn’t find their name on my map.
On arrival at Carmacks Hotel & RV and setting up. . .
Well, I’ll let Larry tell it in his words:
“We left Whitehorse this morning and drove the 2+ hours to Carmacks. When I went to set up I discovered that I had left my water pressure regulator back in Whitehorse. As the regulator I use is rather pricey and hard to find, I really wanted to find a way to get it recovered. The Whitehorse campground checked and found it, and held it in the office. We have people we met earlier on the trip that will be staying in that park so we asked if they would pick it up and bring it along. They are happy to do so. Then we found that we would have to stay in Dawson City an extra week waiting for them to catch up. As that would cost us much more than the regulator is worth, we jumped in the car and drove back to Whitehorse 2 ½ hours to retrieve the regulator and then 2 ½ hours back to Carmacks. I bet I don’t forget that regulator again.”
The drive back was still drizzling but it was a bit more dry trip back to Carmacks. I walked Daisy before bedtime and discovered we were along the Yukon River. The surface looked like it was traveling fast but there was a flock of sea gulls gathered near the river bank in shallow water. In the distance, the evening fog was crawling over the hill tops looking very erie.