June 4th – The Klondike Highway
My day started like almost every day of my life starts, with a coffee from Tim Horton’s. Thank you youth group for all of your gifts cards. I am motoring through them!!
I then began the long, long journey from Whitehorse to Dawson City along the Klondike Highway. This highway made the route from Sault Ste. Marie to Thunder Bay look like a super-highway. I think I could count on one hand the number of cars I passed all day. It was tough driving, with no shoulder, steep turns and lots of potholes to avoid thanks to the spring thaw. Now I know why most people fly into Dawson.
Despite the long and lonely 600km drive, I was rewarded with some spectacular views, including the Five Finger Rapids where many a Steamboat capsized in the rush to the Klondike in 1896 and 1897. I also got to see a lynx (or maybe a bobcat, or cougar or sabre tooth tiger, but it was a big wild cat) who was sitting in the middle of the highway when I came around a corner. Luckily he/she saw me too and scampered into the underbrush before we could be become better acquainted.
I arrived in Dawson City late afternoon. It’s the most unique town I have ever seen. The roads are unpaved, the sidewalks are made of wooden planks, and many of the buildings have been preserved from the days of the Goldrush. More about Dawson City tomorrow. But I did have dinner in a small fish and chip shop called Sourdough Joe’s that claims to be on the exact site that Joe Ladu first stuck gold in 1896 which started the Rush. The fish was amazing!!
The sun doesn’t set up here at this time of year, so I’m heading down to the river with a book to enjoy the midnight sun.
Day 2 done, and no bears.
P.S. Below is a picture of my hotel in Dawson City