North to Alaska Part 2

Liard River Hot Springs, British Columbia

Below are some of the things we saw after we left Fort Nelson, on our way to Liard River Hot Springs. We were back on the Alaska Highway.

A new kind of mountains.

We pulled over at a scenic lookout and saw another RV with Minnesota plates so stopped to talk. The couple were Dan and Laurie from Park Rapids. Later after we got to our campground, the overflow lot at Hot Springs Provincial Park, they ended up parking next to us.

The water was such a pretty turquoise

Toad River
Caribou — her fawn jumped into the woods before we could get a picture.
Stone sheep.
Eating lunch along the way.
Can you see the crane?
Teslin Lake.
The water is so clear that you can see the mountains reflected in it.

Even though this was basically just a parking lot in the Liard Springs Provincial Park overflow lot, we had a really good time and met several other fun couples.

Parking lot camp site.

When we went to the springs, I didn’t think we needed swim suits so we did not wear them. That was my mistake! Dave went in with denim shorts on and I just sat on the edge and dangled my feet. It sure felt good.

Watson Lake, Yukon Territory

Found a bear.
First herd of buffalo cows and calves.
Herd of buffalo bulls.
Another bear.
We still aren’t sure if this is a cinnamon black bear or a young grizzly.
Yukon Territory!
Sign forest is Watson Lake. There are over 88,000 signs.
Purvis, for friends Bill and Louise.
Nugget sign — joke with Hans and Nettie.

Continuing on, the sites continue to amaze us. We camped for the night at Big Creek Yukon Provincial Park. These parks are very inexpensive and beautiful. They provide free fire wood. We found some already chopped and Dave chopped some more so we had a great fire.

Big Creek.
Big Creek.
Supper cooking over the fire.

Whitehorse, Yukon Territory

View of White Horse in the distance.
Hi Country RV Park
Enjoying the warm weather.

While we were here, we stayed at Hi Country RV Park. The sites are very narrow and have a lot of trees so parking was a challenge but Dave was up for it. One guy watched us and came over to congratulate him. That evening, he and his wife, Larry and Kathy, came to our site and spent a few hours with us. They are from British Columbia and had a lot of advice on things to see and do.

We toured the SS Klondike the next day, one of 250 paddle boats that used to work on these rivers. They had to be brought upstream on land and assembled before they could be put into the water. When leaving the parking lot, we ran into Dan and Laurie (Park Rapids) again.

We spent some time exploring the river walk and old downtown Whitehorse. There is an original telegraph office built in 1900, and the current museum was built around it. This is a huge museum and we did not take the time to go through it, but will go through Whitehorse again next month on our way back to Seattle. We will go through it then.

SS Klondike.
Tribute to trappers.
Totem pole.
Not sure what this tree is but I liked it.
Original telegraph office, built in 1900.
Snack time.

Dawson Creek, Yukon Territory

An original rodehouse.

Below are some pictures of the Yukon River, including the Five Finger Rapids.

Firey sun.
Five Finger.
Lots of Quaking Aspen.
Driving toward our campground, watching the smoke from fires.

We stopped for the night at Moose Creek Yukon Provincial Park on the Klondike Highway, Yukon Territory. The fires were close!

More fireweed. I love it!

We are getting closer to the fire again. This road was actually closed the day after we left, to do a control burn.

Yukon River Provincial Park, near Dawson City, Yukon Territory.

Before going in to town, we parked the trailer in Yukon River Provincial Park. Wild fires in the area made a lot of smoke in the area. The airport was near the campground and we could hear the helicopters coming in to pick up big buckets of fire retardant and going to dump them over the fire. We went to town and it was neat. Most of the buildings are original from the gold rush days. The sidewalks are wooden boardwalks and the streets are not paved. We ate a German lunch of schnitzel at Klondike Kate’s. Our server was a nice young lady from Berlin, working here for her friends who own the restaurant, for the summer. She has no intention of sticking around for the cold winter!

Helicoptor fighting the fires.
Rocks from gold dredging. It goes on for miles.
Welcome to Dawson City!
Dawson, dirt streets with board sidewalks.

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