Tuesday 22 May 2012

Dawson City: Home of the Klondike goldrush, and the great maple syrup spill of 2012

Alright.. It's official. We're in love with Dawson City. This is a town where the goldrush began, and still continues today. Walking through here is a cross between the 1800's and today, a brilliant mesh of past and present. We camped out at the Yukon river campground, right at the river and surrounded by birch trees. The sun was warm, the foxes curious, and the free ferry to get across the river from town to the campsite, a nostalgic turn to our old beloved Albion ferry. ( Only this ferry is much much smaller! )

 ( Side note... It was just after disembarking from said ferry... that the great maple syrup disaster happened...

Just as we got off, I realized that I had forgotten to lock the upper cupboard in the van, where the maple syrup happened to reside... and it escaped in a spectacular explosion on the floor..... On a high note, the van was very clean until the Dust Apocolypse of 2012... more on that later.)

We found ourselves surprised at how much warmer the weather was in Dawson as opposed to Whitehorse too! Figured being further north that it would get progressively colder, and to our pleasant discovery, it was warm!And light. All night. Up at midnight? looks like 7pm....

 Dawson City was a great success. Explored the town, found cheap showers, ( hippies we may be, but we're nice smelling hippies!!! ) , great food, fabulous people, the local pub is a howl!!! ( velvet upholstery... manic ragtime piano player... ) and discovered, I dare say, that Dawson is high on our list of places to return to. ( Dawson City Music Festival ?? Hells yes!!! )

Upon leaving Dawson, we decided to trek our way down to Faro, ( a slowly dying mining town... ) and from there, to take the Campbell  highway back down to Watson Creek, to reconnect with the Alaska Highway. If you like a bit of adventure, and don't have vents in the back of your vehicle, by all means. Take this highway. If , however, you do have vents... or open windows... Don't do it. Just dont. Campbell highway is a secondary highyway, largely used for mining trucks and tourists . What they do tell  you, is that its largely a dirt and gravel road. No problem. The first 200 km are great. ... The next 250km.... hmmmm.... Ever had a Chinchilla take a bath in your car?... a Really big Chinchilla?... This is what our  van looked like , on the inside of the van, no less, when we finally arrived in Watson Lake.  Let the vacumning / dusting/ hosing out of the van begin!!!!  ( I think I still have dust in my eyesockets as I type this.... ;)    )  All in all, a good adventure, and the van, is , once again, impeccably clean.

Tomorrow, we continue our trek.. off into the  wilds of the morning to see where the day takes us next.

               With love from the road, Carla, Rob, and Sir Albert Vanagon Mercedes the Third. ( Esquire. )

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