Cindy: Obviously, I'm falling behind on posting Chuck's updates!! He has faithfully sent me an update for every single day of his trip. I'd like to catch us up a little bit, so I plan on combining multiple days in the next few posts - so that you can all read less outdated material! I appreciate all of your prayers for us - keep it up. So let's get on with it!
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June 15th
I left Summit pretty early so I could find a replacement tire. I stopped at every lodge or gas station between summit and Watson Lake. Several said they could fix a tire but nobody sold any. Watson Lake not only had one but would sell me one for an exaggerated price. He had me and knew it. Evidently no one else sells tires between there and Whitehorse. As I left Summit, I took a photo of Steamboat MTN. It didn’t really look like a steamboat from where I was at!
I saw my first Stone Sheep in the MacDonald River Valley. A nice ram was standing on the side of the road. I guess they like to lick the minerals out of the crushed rock. He was not afraid and just kept on licking. I couple of miles down the road I came upon a small group of them. I pulled over and watched for a few minutes . Suddenly a guy comes roaring up in a diesel pickup truck, slams on his brakes, takes a photo out his window, then guns it out of there. This sent the sheep running. Some people truly are jerks. I finally saw some bear.
A black bear near fireside and then a brown bear near Coal River (I don’t think it was a grizzly, I could not see the whole thing as it was walking away). As I got close to Liard Hot Springs, I saw several herd of Woods Buffalo. They certainly are massive!
My original intention was to stop at Liards Hot Springs and set for a few minutes in one of the hot pools out back just for Cindy. But I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. First off, I don’t care for it. Second, I want Cindy to speak to me when I get home! I had also hoped to stay at Mucho Lake, that is, until the tire episode. It's such a beautiful place - I might stay there on the way back out.
As the mechanic was changing my tire, I stepped next door and had a real hamburger and fries. It was all homemade and delicious. I got to talking to a truck driver in the restaurant. I asked him about a cheap RV park that I might spend the night. He highly recommended I travel down the road 90 miles and stay at the Continental Divide Lodge and RV park. This is where he stays quite often. It has a restaurant, laundry, pub, showers and free wood. Turns out it was very nice and reasonable.
While I was at Watson Lake, I stopped at the signpost Forest. It all started back when they were building the highway. A guy had to build a sign post to replace the original one that got destroyed. He asked his Captain if he could put is home town (Danville, Illinois) on it. And so it started. It’s estimated that currently over 55,000 signs are in display as well as numerous license plates. I noticed all of the usual big cities like LA, Chicago, Vancouver, Edmonton etc.
I saw a lot of signs from little places I recognized. Like Red Bluff AR, Marshalltown IA, Paoli IN, Ottawa IL. I realized how long I have been traveling as I recognized a lot of them as towns I have worked in before. There were also a lot from overseas. I saw quite a few from England and Germany. There were also quite a few that were written in a language I did not recognize.
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June 16th
I left a little bit late today as all I wanted was to get to Whitehorse YK. I didn’t see any animals but the scenery made up for it. Looking East from the continental divide just west of the lodge:
Nisutlin Bay Bridge. This is the longest water spanning bridge on the Alaska Highway at just over 1,900 foot:
I arrived in Whitehorse about 4:30. I went to the visitor center to locate literature on RV campgrounds (every place to boon dock within about 25 miles is posted “No overnight stays”). You don’t think they had this planned do you? About the cheapest, within reasonable driving distance, was Hicountry RV Park. Typical RV Park, stacked in like cordwood but fairly well shaded and they had sites with only electricity and water. I got for 2 nights as I want to do some site seeing tomorrow. I spoke to a couple last night and they suggested I take the White Pass & Yukon Route RR. I got some literature and the trip I want would be an all day trip. The round trip costs about $340.00 US. I’m not sure I want to spend that much for something I can see from the road. Of course, I also want to see the S.S. Klondike. A stern wheeled river boat that plied the waters after the gold rush in 1929.
My main objective is to see the “Frantic Follies”. This is a family orientated, burlesque style show that I have heard is very entertaining. On a whim I drove to the office and was able to get a ticket for tonight. It was certainly all it was billed up to be. In one of the funniest skits they got a gentleman from the office called “Roger”. He was a regular scoundrel. He stole the show with his antics.
Of course MY favorite part of the show was the Can Can. We were not supposed to take video, but I did anyway. The last skit was based on Robert Service’s poem “The Cremation of Sam McGee”. The actors did a fine job.
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June 17th
I stayed in Whitehorse today to do some site seeing. First I viewed the S.S. Klondike, a sternwheeler that plied the Yukon River between 1930 and 1955. They had it filled with all kinds of artifacts and old photographs.
From the Klondike, I went downtown and went through the MacBride museum. They had set up quite a few exhibits including the original cabin of Sam McGee of the Robert Service poem “The cremation of Sam McGee” fame. Evidently he was friends with Richard Service. Richard thought that Sam’s name rolled off of the tongue nicely so he incorporated it into the poem. And so starts the legend.
No visit to Whitehorse would be complete without seeing the world’s largest weathervane. It’s a Douglas DC-3 that sits on a pedestal and rotates to meet the wind.
After lunch, I went hiking in the Miles Canyon. This canyon was an imposing challenge for the gold seekers on their way up the Yukon to the gold fields. What made it even worse was right after the narrow canyon, it was followed by the Whitehorse rapids. The government erected a suspension walking bridge across the narrowest part.

I was concerned with crossing because they had installed the cable clips backwards and married the cables. Of course as I was going across, several young boys had to see how far they could get it swinging. Sometimes I hate young kids!