Along the AlCan

The group left Dawson’s Creek behind, and started north today. I took a side road, followed one of the original sections of the highway to one of the original curved wooden bridges, built back in the 40s. Still in use today, although the main road has bypassed it. My little RV didn’t faze it at all

  

The drive was easy, the road good, and the weather was a mix of sun and sprinkles. A very pleasant ride. Along the way, I began to see some wildlife: A moose cruising along the road, also headed north. Hey, buddy, are you going to Alaska too? He didn’t pause for a picture. Guess he was in a hurry.

  

Todays journey was to reach a camping spot that Dennis and Carol had stayed at in previous trips. It is a defunct provincial park next to an emergency airstrip. It was a nice stop, free, and lots of room for our many (13) rigs.

  

Once everyone was there, we gathered and built a campfire. Stories were told, animal sightings tallied up, and we all contributed to a Hobo Stew. That’s where everyone brings a can of something, you pour them all into a big pot, and heat till yummy. Easy and different every time. later, marshmallows were roasted and smores built. Can you get any more good old fashioned campout than that?.

     

We stayed here 2 nights… on the second day, I fired up the smoker and did meatloaf for the group. They ate it so fast I never got a picture of it, but it was a fine meal in a beautiful dining room. We also tromped through the woods a bit, and generally whiled away another day, ending with a small birthday celebration for me, and a joke telling session. When the group broke up at 10pm, it was still full daylight out. That takes some getting used to, and it will get lighter and lighter the further north we go. This picture was shot at 10:30 pm!