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Published: June 27th 2011
Driving back south from Dawson through Whitehorse was another beautiful drive, I’m sure that word is getting over used in the first couple of entries, but it is the simple truth. Nothing too exciting happened on our drive, we spotted more black bears on the sides of the highway and enjoyed the sunny day we were given. In Whitehorse we got the oil changed and the tires balanced on our beast- that is the name that we have finally bestowed on to our Ford Escape- Beast. She can make it up and down the Dempster and can keep on driving even after sustaining a few battle scars.
From Whitehorse we decided to get some more miles under us and woke early for a long few days of driving. We headed all the way to Fort Nelson BC, a long drive of 10 hours with showers and overcast weather. After spending the night, which felt rather short, we got up early again and took off for Athabasca Alberta.
You can really see the difference of population when you get into Alberta. The whole ‘remote’ thing kind of falls off the radar. Towns and villages all start popping up along the
highway again. There are no more road signs warning that the next services aren’t available for 200km. Most people will say that the first things you notice about crossing into Alberta are the road surfaces; I would now change that to you will notice towns, they are everywhere!
Our dive took us through some very flooded areas, the rivers are swollen and the bridges are being checked for damage and blockage from trees swept down river. There must have been a lot of rain in the last while in northern Alberta, we have been out of the loop for what seems like forever, so are not sure of how the weather has been. We also passed by Slave Lake, from fries to flooding it seems for that area. As we were driving along there were crews out removing debris and trees from under the bridges, and monitoring their stability. You could see patches of burnt forest from the highway, although when we passed the edge of Slake Lake we did not see the damage to the town. It just didn’t feel right to detour and take a look in the town, I am sure that the damage they’ve suffered
has been photographed and gawked at enough, they didn’t need us coming through and being ‘damage tourists’.
Today we woke early again and headed out from Athabasca to Kamsack Saskatchewan for a few days visit with BJ’s Aunt and Grandma. In the past BJ & I have spent a lot of time touring the prairies and catching a lot of the small town sights, so this time we made a ‘b-line’ for Kamsack. Perhaps the fact that we were kind of on a mission to get to town was the reason we suddenly saw blue and red lights flash in front of us and stop us in our tracks. BUSTED! Okay, so we were speeding a little… okay a little bit more than a little. The RCMP officer clocked us 123km/hr in a 100km/h zone…. Ouch. Cruise control is a great invention, unless you set it too high. Hahaha! Oh well. The officer was nice, although he didn’t let BJ off and we spent the next 20 minutes chatting with about joining the RCMP and how he likes it in the smaller towns. So a $133.00 ticket later and we finally found ourselves in Kamsack.
Happy travels!
BJ & Erin
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Say HI to the old stomping Ground
Make sure to say HI to all "my" saskies for me. (heehee) Drink a pilsner, eat perogies, cabbage rolls and skuffles.