After leaving Teslin, Yukon, we stopped at Watson Lake to fill up with fuel one last time in the Yukon. We learned that buying fuel in British Columbia in painfull - they have a 12 percent tax on just about everything, and it adds another 14 cents per litre, or 50 cents a gallon. Ouch!
One of the first things we saw that morning was this cloud just flowing up over the mountain. Pretty neat.
Down the road in British Columbia, we passed this sign warning of wildlife, particularly buffalo, in the road.
Well the first hazard we met was a herd of what else....horses! We slowed way down to keep from hitting one if it decided to jump in front of us, plus we talked to them a bit as we went by. One of them had a cowbell (or maybe a bear bell?) around it's neck and another had a harness. If not for that we would have thought they were wild horses.
But no, apparently they were just out for a run, with what else leading them - a mule! What a hoot!
We spotted this pull out for a place called Whirlpool Canyon. The river was just a rushin' through. Didn't look like a real fun kyak ride.
A bit further down the road, we passed a couple of black bears. Maybe that was a bear bell the horse was wearing after all.
We stopped to take a dip in the Laird Hot Springs. The hot bath felt good, although with no showers to rinse off afterwards, we smelled like a couple of match sticks from all the sulphur in the water.
It was really too hot in spots, especially here at the end of the pool, where it was probably hot enough to boil an egg.
Just past the springs we finally spotted some of those buffalo the signs warned us about. A whole herd with a couple of younguns.
Thankfully, they stayed off the side of the road, unlike this bruiser that dared us to run over it...we chose to slow down until it decided to finally move off the road.
We then hit about 20 miles of dusty, nasty road around Muncho Lake, BC. We've learned to dread this stuff because the dust finds every little spot to get into the trailer, making a real mess. Plus, we took our second rock in the windshield from a car going in the other direction. This one started a long crack that will mean it's new windshield time when we get back to Michigan.
We've learned a lot about traveling to Alaska that we'll pass along. Be prepared for the worst dust and mud you could ever imagine driving through, broken windshields, and cold, rainy weather. There's no avoiding it - they will all happen sooner or later.
It started to get dark and the elk really started coming out. We spotted a couple of herds, one crossing the road in front of us, and one running for who-knows-what, zig-zagging across this field. Sorry for the blurry pics, the camera doesn't stop action in low light very well.
Just before dark, we finally found a nice, private, pullout along the road to camp in for the night. Some of the best campsites up here are free!
The wildlife pictures are incredible, but my fave was the little horse herd just heading down the road! LOL! Wonder who had to go chasing that bunch?
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