July 13, 2011 Walker Fork Campground, AK 11796 starting mileage. Overcast and 62 degrees. Got started about 9:25 this morning.
After taking pictures of several new wildflowers, we drove out of the campground and headed north, still on the Taylor Highway. Traveled most of the way now on a mountain ridge where you have views way out to other distant mountains on both sides. Now driving way above the timber line. The only animal we saw this day, beside a large tour group of RV’s coming at us from the direction of Dawson City, was a hoary marmot who ran from a patch of dirty snow to some rocks.
Finally arrived at the US and Canadian border. Like before, we wonder why the powers that be placed these crossing places so far from anything. These are really remote stations and are open for crossing only between the hours of 8 and 8 daily from May 15 to late October, depending on the snowfall. The buildings are directly across from each other on the same road, but the US side reads that it is on one creek as its address and the Canadian place gives its address
as another creek entirely.
Lost one hour as we crossed from Alaska to Canada. The road was paved as soon as we crossed the border and now became officially the Top of the World Highway---although we felt we had been on this same ridge for some time. Started traveling generally downhill from this point.
The Yukon River came into view from the top of the hills and then shortly after that you could see the town of Dawson City way down below through the trees.
Pulled in and found a campsite on the banks of the Yukon River at the Provincial Campground. Dawson City can’t be seen from where we sit across the river. Watched several boats go up and down the river before dinner.
July 14th, 2011 Yukon River Provincial Park, Dawson City, Yukon Territory, Canada
Declared it an official DOWN DAY! Both of us woke up sore of body. We think the bouncing over the rough road and the fact that you hold on to the steering wheel so tight and are constantly on alert for bumps, holes, dips, gravel patches etc. keeps our bodies tense and then we are sore the next
day. Also looks seriously like it will be pouring rain soon. So, I caught up on this narrative and Valerie worked on selecting the pictures to go with it. We napped, read, did some organization of travel material by putting away the Alaska stuff, and relaxed.
After dinner, the Park Ranger came by to ask how long we were staying. We said another night and she informed us that there was a music festival this weekend and all campgrounds in the area are full. If we want to place to stay we need to book it in the morning. She said private campgrounds were booked also. Since we haven’t crossed over on the ferry to even begin to see Dawson City let alone seeing what the festival might provide in the way of entertainment, we best plan on staying here for the weekend.
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