Tombstone Rocks! – Geology Weekend in Tombstone Park

From Thursday, August 3rd, until Saturday the 5th, we camped at Tombstone Mountain Campground, and attended a few of the events during “Tombstone Rocks”, a Tombstone Park Geology Weekend. There was some awesome hiking and I’ll be back for more next year, but next time, I’ll try to keep notes!

The first event that we attended was on Friday night, and it began with Leyla Weston, Outreach Geologist at the Yukon Geological Survey (YGS), showing us the basics of tectonic plate movement, using a box filled with layers of flour, jello, and I don’t know what else. The folds appeared in those materials pretty much as they have in the rocks around us, which I thought was really cool.

 Leyla Weston, Outreach Geologist at the Yukon Geological Survey
We then moved inside a picnic shelter with black-out curtains, for a Powerpoint presentation by Don Murphy, Geology Emeritus at YGS. It was great to see the room full.


The presentation started off on a sad note for me, and for some others including Don. I hadn’t heard that geologist Charlie Roots had died of ALS last year. He was a great help to me while I was researching and writing my book about mining on Montana Mountain, ensuring that my explanations of the complex geology were correctly simplified from his and other geologists’ work in the area. It was also Charlie who started this Tombstone Geology Weekend program.

Geologist Charlie Roots, 1955-2016
On with the program. Don and Leyla explained the basics of the formation of the mountains in the Tombstone area, and also described the physically demanding process of creating geology maps. A large
geology map of the Tombstone area is online – it’s a 124MB download. I went to bed that night with my head loaded with new information! πŸ™‚


Goldensides Trail

On Saturday morning, about 15 people met at the picnic shelter and we car-pooled up to the Goldensides trailhead again. It was much nicer in the sunshine!!

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
The light was perfect for showing many of the features that Don and Leyla were talking about.

Tombstone mountains, Yukon
Way up on an outcropping of bedrock chert, the geological map came out and the explanations of what we were seeing got into much more detail. While I remember the basics, I want much more now.

Don Murphy on a geology walk in Tombstone Park, Yukon
Yukon Parks interpreter Olivia was on hand to explain some of the natural stuff beyond the rocks – including plants, animals, and glaciers. I hope that there’s a glacier section on this weekend next year.

Yukon Parks interpreter Olivia in Tombstone Park
The view to the northeast, with the sun reflecting off chert and slate slopes.

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
The variety in the terrain is quite incredible. In this photo, you can see both folding of sedimentary layers in the foreground, and igneous intrusions of syenite which date to 92 million years ago.

Geology in Tombstone Park
A lunch break at the top, with lots of talking.

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
I headed back down the trail at 12:45.

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
Assessing a block of chert alongside the trail. As I walked, I was watching for a similar block that had a layer that Don said was caused by an underwater avalanche, but couldn’t find it again.

Chert along the Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
To the left is the outcropping of chert where we had our first major talk.

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon

Charlie Canyon Trail

The next hike was supposed to start at 2:00 pm, but we had run late on the Goldensides ones, so it was a bit late. This one was to Charlie’s Canyon, one of Charlie Roots’ favourites because it gives people a glimpse at what a geologist does while mapping, crashing through brush and hoping for a moose trail to ease the route.

Charlie's Canyon, Tombstone Park
The crossing of Charcoal Creek saw all sorts of answers to the problem, from barefoot crossing while carrying boots, to waterproofed boots, and attempts to jump it. Two of us were wearing sports sandals and just walked across πŸ™‚

Charlie's Canyon, Tombstone Park
Charlie’s Canyon is a surprisingly complex location, in a geologic way. Complex enough that I can’t even attempt to pass any useful information on to you yet.

Charlie's Canyon, Tombstone Park
Most of the hikers had done the Goldensides trail, and everyone’s enthusiasm was still high. Don or Leyla never tired of explaining how a certain rock people found was formed.

Charlie's Canyon, Tombstone Park
Don somehow found the microscopic remains of some of the radiolarians that help create chert, on the 60-foot-high canyon walls. Most of us had a look at them with hand lenses – even Leyla had never seen them “in the wild” like this.

Charlie's Canyon, Tombstone Park
That evening, Cathy and I drove down to the Grizzly Creek trailhead, to be sure that the motorhome would fit for the hike on Sunday morning. Cathy was flying home that afternoon and I didn’t want to take time away from the trail to drive back to the campground to get the motorhome. Due to new parking lot improvements with a large RV area, it would fit. The next photo was shot right at the Km 60 post as I drove back to the campground.

Km 60, Dempster Highway, Yukon
Back at our campsite, a very confident snowshoe hare (Lepus americanus) came to visit us for the second evening. I was amazed at how close he came, even with 2 dogs (I was very pleased with both Bella’s and Tucker’s calm reaction to the hare, too).

Snowshoe hare (Lepus americanus) at Tombstone Mountain Campground, Yukon

Grizzly Creek Trail

At 10:00 on Sunday morning, another group of about 15 people had gathered at the Grizzly Creek trailhead. All but 3 of the group were new to the Geology Weekend events, so the 40-minute introduction to the area started with the basics.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
At Km 1.5 of the trail, we took a break and Don and Leyla explained more about the area’s geology. This spot on Cairnes Creek is the last spot where water bottles can be filled – the trail starts to climb fairly steeply soon after.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
While YukonHiking.ca rates the trail as Easy, they’re the only ones who do. Yukon Parks says: “Many people are not prepared for the level of difficulty they encounter on this trail. …From [Km 1.5] it’s a steady and relentless climb through willow and dwarf birch and then finally through rocky terrain to the Mount Monolith Lookout [at Km 3]”. Some of our group turned back at around the time the next photo was shot, at 11:25.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
There was a rest stop at “the first lookout”, and Don was noticeably pleased when everybody said that they were going to continue another 20 minutes to the main lookout where he wanted to do his talk.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
The start of the final climb.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
Yes, it is that steep. And it was very warm, 24C/75F perhaps.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
This, however, is the reward. I’m calling this one of the finest views I’ve ever seen anywhere in the world, for a variety of scenic and emotional reasons. Mount Monolith is the one with “the finger” πŸ™‚

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
I very seldom hike with other people – my passion is for solo wilderness travel. Being in a location like this, on a day like this, with a group of like-minded people, though, made this a very special experience.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
Don Murphy was clearly in his element. He may be retired, but he still lives and breathes rocks.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
Looking to the north-east from the lookout, to Fold Mountain. From this vantage point, those ridges of Keno Hill quartzite can be followed quite clearly from Fold Mountain, across two valleys and far up towards Mount Monolith.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon

I had to head down at 12:45 to get Cathy to the airport. When I went to thank Don and Leyla for an awesome weekend, they asked if I’d be interested in working with them on a Geology & History Weekend on Montana Mountain next year. Wow – would I ever!

Hiking back to the car alone, I could take many more photos than I did on the way up. The trail requires you to watch your footing quite closely.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
On the way up, I hadn’t noticed that the trail climbs up a glacial esker and runs along the top of it for a few hundred yards/meters. Eskers are one of my favourite glacial landforms – each is unique, and I love the way they wander across the land. There are also 2 blow-down areas, where every tree has been knocked down by micro-burst wind events, over areas of about 1 and 3 acres.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon
Back at the trailhead, 25 minutes early. It was exactly 3 hours round trip.

Grizzly Creek trail, Tombstone Park, Yukon

From there, the Dawson airport was the next stop, and then, to an RV park in Dawson for the night. This was Day 10 on the road without services, and I had various tanks on the RV to empty or fill before continuing on for another few days.



Tombstone Mountain Campground and some Dempster Highway exploring

On Thursday, August 3rd, we left Dawson and headed north for Tombstone Mountain Campground for a 3-night stay. We had timed the Tombstone part of the trip to be there for “Tombstone Rocks”, a Tombstone Park Geology Weekend, but Cathy also got to see a part of the Dempster Highway she hadn’t yet seen.

We stopped and made lunch at the start of the Dempster Highway. The tiny one-lane bridge over the Klondike River is being “rehabilitated” at a cost of $3.325 million. That’s a shocking bill for what’s basically a Bailey Bridge!

Rehabilitation of the Dempster Highway bridge over the Klondike River - $3.325 million
When we arrived at the Tombstone Mountain Campground just after 2:00 pm, it was already almost full. Unhooking the Tracker in the parking lot at the campground entrance so the trailer behind us wasn’t delayed cost us the camp site that I wanted (they took it), but we got a site with a great view anyway. The campground has a good mix of forest and open sites, and there are no “bad” sites at all. We were very pleased to find once again that there were very few bugs of any kind – I’m tempted to say that there were no bugs, but there were a few.

Tombstone Mountain Campground, Yukon
I started my hiking with one guided by a Yukon Parks interpreter that evening. We met at the campground at 7 pm, and carpooled 2 km up the Dempster Highway to the Goldensides trailhead. The hike is fairly easy – 4 km (2.5 mi) round trip, with an elevation gain of 210 meters (689 feet).

Goldensides trailhead, Tombstone Park
The light was quite flat for photography, but the clouds produced some cool HDR effects.

View from the Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park
We had a big group – 26 of us, with an age range of about 10 to 75 years.

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park
Our guide, Ella Parker, was very good. Her passion for the park is contagious.

Yukon Parks interpreter Ella Parker at Tombstone Park
The views are spectacular right from the trailhead, and get even better very quickly. The next photo is looking down the Dempster Highway, with the campground and interpretive centre visible in the foreground.

The Dempster Highway, with the Tombstone Campground and interpretive centre visible
Ella made a few stops to explain various things. The white spot down on the North Klondike River is ice – it generally lasts for most of the summer and is a good place to spot animals.

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park
Ella was explaining how when she and her Dad were hiking along the Blackstone River, he had suddenly stripped down to his underwear and waded out into the river. A few seconds later, he was holding a whole mastodon tusk over his head! They sent the location to the Yukon palaeontologist with their InReach, and put it back.

Yukon Parks interpreter Ella Parker at Tombstone Park
As we were on our way back down right at 9:00 pm, some wonderful light appeared for a few minutes.

Goldensides trail, Tombstone Park, at 9:00 pm
I started Friday off by exploring the campground and then walking to the interpretive centre. With no camp sites left by about 3 pm on Thursday, people were camped in the entrance parking lot, at the picnic shelter, and over at the interpretive centre.

Tombstone Mountain Campground, Yukon
The registration desk is in the centre of this photo of the entrance area. Our camp site was about 40 meters/yards to the right.

Tombstone Mountain Campground, Yukon
The next 2 photos show one of the group camping areas – the group that was there had already packed up and left by 8:40 when I shot the photos.

Group camping area at Tombstone Mountain Campground, Yukon

Group camping area at Tombstone Mountain Campground, Yukon
The trail to the interpretive centre crosses over Charcoal Creek on a bridge.

Charcoal Creek, Tombstone Park, Yukon
The Tombstone Interpretive Centre isn’t large, but there’s a lot of information well displayed inside the bright, welcoming, space.

Tombstone Interpretive Centre, Yukon
At about 11:00, we decided to take a drive up the Dempster Highway, looking for animals and anything else that might catch our interest. We had no particular turn-around spot in mind, it would be a casual wander. Fireweed brightened up the dull day in many places.

Fireweed in bloom along the Yukon's Dempster Highway
The view to the north from North Fork Pass, which is the highest point on the highway at 1,300 meters (4,265 feet).

North Fork Pass, Dempster Highway
Dramatic lighting on some of the peaks.

Peaks along the Dempster Highway
The view to the north at the Km 96 post. The country changes quickly north of North Fork Pass, and I always suggest that people go to at least Chapman Lake (Km 116) to see the difference.

Km 96 on the Dempster Highway, Yukon
This communications tower, painted to blend into the hills, is accessed by a side road about a kilometer long.

Communications tower along the Dempster Highway, Yukon
From the communications tower, the vast views are wonderful. This is an HDR image.

Along the Dempster Highway
We turned around at this point just north of Windy Pass, at about Km 158. It’s a really unique area, and is now the furthest north that Cathy has been on the Dempster. My plan for next year is to drive right to Tuktoyaktuk on the new road, though, to complete her Dempster experience.

North of Windy Pass, Dempster Highway, Yukon
Looking south to Windy Pass.

Windy Pass, Dempster Highway, Yukon
The view to the west from Windy Summit, which is 1,060 meters high (3,478 feet).

Windy Pass, Dempster Highway, Yukon

We went to our first Geology Weekend presentation that evening, but I’ll tell you about that in the next post, to keep all the Geology Weekend information together.

We woke up on Saturday morning (August 5th) in glorious sunshine. As well as a long dog walk, I went to re-shoot some of the photos that I’d shot on the previous cloudy days. The light on the foxtails along the highway was great.

Foxtails along the Dempster Highway, Yukon
These muddy footprints along the highway give an indication of what the conditions can be like when it’s wet.

Muddy footprints along the Dempster Highway, Yukon
The interpretive centre.

Tombstone Interpretive Centre
The interpretive centre parking area.

Tombstone Interpretive Centre parking area
And “Dog Parking” at the interpretive centre, with tie-out chain, water bowl, and cleanup bags. There’s separate “parking” for 4 dogs.

Dog Parking at the Tombstone Interpretive Centre

Then, it was all about rocks for the rest of the weekend. Yes, Tombstone Rocks! πŸ™‚



Relaxing and poking around Dawson City

Cathy and I had 3 nights (July 31st and August 1st and 2nd) and 2 full days to explore the Dawson area. We didn’t have any plans, but saw a little bit of a lot, and spent a lot of time just relaxing at the Yukon River Campground in West Dawson.

We were in campsite #42, a large pull-through right on the Yukon River.

Camp site #42 at the Yukon River Campground in Dawson City, Yukon
The view of the river from the campsite was good, but a short trail from the campsite leads to the riverbank. Peregrine falcons and gulls nest on those cliffs. We saw gulls constantly, but no falcons.

The Yukon River in front of the Yukon River Campground
Our first destination was the Midnight Dome, on Monday night (July 31st). This was the view down the Yukon River from the 887-meter (2,911-foot) summit at 7:35 pm.

The Yukon River from the Midnight Dome at Dawson City
Looking over Dawson City and up the Yukon River.

Looking over Dawson City and up the Yukon River from the Midnight Dome
We watching a hang-glider prepare his gear and launch, and a few minute slater, land on the waterfront park in downtown Dawson. We had just missed his previous launch which resulted almost immediately in a spectacular crash into the top of a tree. Apparently only his pride was injured πŸ™‚

Hang glider launches from the Midnight Dome at Dawson City
We finished our evening with a walk along the river dyke. The city has done a great job making this pile of gravel into a lovely, people-friendly place. This photo was taken at 8:50 pm, just before te sun dipped behind the mountain to the west.

Dawson City waterfront
On Tuesday afternoon we took the free ferry back across the river again. Our first destination was the Bonanza Creek Road. Both Claim #6, where you can pan for gold for free, and Dredge No. 4, seen in the photo, were very busy.

Dredge No. 4, Dawson City
The cemeteries above Dawson City were our next stop. We took a walk through the upper part of St. Mary’s Catholic Cemetery.

St. Mary's Catholic Cemetery, Dawson City
There are many babies and children in the cemetery. Catherine Mary A. MacDonald died on August 31, 1905, at the age of 2 years, 6 months.

St. Mary's Catholic Cemetery, Dawson City
It was very warm, and Cathy wanted to find a shady spot to walk, but I made a short stop to pay my respects at the grave of my friend Ken Spotswood, in the YOOP Cemetery (Yukon Order of Pioneers).

Headstone for Ken Spotswood at the YOOP Cemetery (Yukon Order of Pioneers) at Dawson City

The YOOP Cemetery (Yukon Order of Pioneers) at Dawson City
The skies were threatening as we crossed the Yukon River back to the campground at 3:20, but the rain never arrived.

Ferry across the Yukon River at Dawson City, Yukon
We went back into Dawson Tuesday night, for a fabulous dinner at our favourite restaurant, The Drunken Goat Taverna. We shared the Poikilia, which is an assortment of Greek specialities – lamb chops, Greek style ribs, chicken breast, garides, spanakopita, tiropita, pita bread with feta dip, and a Greek salad. It’s a bit spendy at $77.95 (which seems like a huge increase since the last time we had it), but it’s best as a meal for 4, so we took plenty of leftovers back to the RV!


On Wednesday morning, the situation at the Dawson side of the ferry was a mess. Two RV caravans were trying to get to the Top of the World Highway, and it apparently hadn’t occurred to anybody in those caravans to assign times for each rig. We talked to one woman who drove the couple’s “toad” (the towed car) across and then waited for more than 4 hours for her husband to get across.

RVs at the Dawson ferry crossing
We certainly weren’t going to take a ferry, so headed up the Top of the World Highway. This was the view ahead at Km 30.

Top of the World Highway, Yukon
We went to the summit, a few hundred meters from the Alaska border, then headed southwest on an old mining road that goes into the Sixty Mile gold mining area. I hadn’t been on the road since I came out on it when I was working on the gold dredge that’s now a tourist attraction in Skagway (I was researching its history for the new owner).


This is spectacular country, with ghosts everywhere. Almost every valley bottom has been mined over the past 120 years.

The Sixty Mile gold district, Yukon
The road got too small and rough for comfort after about half an hour, so we headed back to the highway. The next photo shows the Canada/USA (Yukon/Alaska) border crossing.

Canada/USA border crossing on the Top of the World Highway
Looking down the Top of the World Highway from the summit towards Dawson as we started back down, at 1:20 pm.

the Top of the World Highway
By 4:00 most of the RVs had made it across the ferry, so we went back into Dawson to visit the Dawson City Firefighters Museum. Did we ever luck in – their freshly-restored steam fire engine had just been unloaded from the shipping container!

Dawson City Firefighters Museum
The quality of the restoration of this 1898 Clapp & Jones steam pump is absolutely superb. I expect that this is the finest example of its type in the world now. The restoration was done by Stan Uher of Classic Coachworks in Bleinheim, Ontario. It took over 1,400 hours and 18 months to complete. The cost was $250,000, of which some $50,000 was for nickel plating. Many of these steam pumps are now copper – once the nickel/corroded nickel has ben stripped off, it’s just too expensive to re-do. Most of the money for the restoration came from Dawson’s volunteer firefighters donating the stipends they get for attending fires, for several years. To me, that says a lot about Dawson, and is a significant part of the story.

1898 Clapp & Jones steam pump at the Dawson City Firefighters Museum
I went around and around, over and under this magnificent machine, and the quality is consistently perfect.

1898 Clapp & Jones steam pump at the Dawson City Firefighters Museum
It wasn’t possible to restore the fire engine to operating status, as parts of the boiler such as the water sight glass seen in the next photo don’t meet current standards.

1898 Clapp & Jones steam pump at the Dawson City Firefighters Museum
This painting on the wall hints at what the steam pump would have looked like in operation. It must have been very impressive.

Dawson City Firefighters Museum
After the Firefighters Museum, we went to the Visitor Information Centre so I could use the wifi, and get another look at the incredibly detailed model of the Klondike Mines Railway that’s pretty much hidden in a back room (temporarily, I hope).

Incredibly detailed model of the Klondike Mines Railway
I often don’t realize that Cathy has never seen sights that I’ve been to many times. The Sternwheeler Graveyard is one of those places, so after having dinner at our campsite, we walked down the riverbank to see it.

Sternwheeler Graveyard in Dawson, Yukon
Before leaving the campground on Thursday morning, I walked around the entire campground taking photos for my campground guide. There’s a huge variation in the quality of campsites – some are quite awful (tight and very un-level), while others have great character, such as this terraced pull-through one on the upper level.

Yukon River Campground, Dawson
The riverfront sites are all very nice, ranging from tenting sights such as the one in the next photo, to large pull-throughs such as the one we were in.

Yukon River Campground, Dawson
Just after 11:30, we boarded the ferry for the last time, and after a bit of grocery shopping, headed north towards Tombstone Territorial Park.

Dawson ferry


RVing North – from Whitehorse to Keno and Dawson

On Friday evening, July 28th, Cathy and I headed north for 9 days of exploring and relaxing. We camped for 2 nights en route to Dawson City, including a detour to Mayo and Keno City. On Sunday, Cathy will fly home from Dawson and I’ll wander for another week or so on the way home.

Cathy took the Tracker to work on Friday, and when she got off work, I met her in downtown Whitehorse a couple of blocks from her office. A few minutes later, the Tracker was hooked up to the motorhome and we were on our way.

We went an hour and half up the North Klondike Highway to the Twin Lakes Campground, a particularly lovely campground. There are 26 camp sites, 9 of them pull-throughs, and a boat launch. The campground was about half full (most of the campers were Yukoners), and completely quiet – a perfect place to start the week off. A huge bonus was that we were already out of what seems like the never-ending clouds and rain in Whitehorse. This must be the wettest July in history in Whitehorse.

Twin Lakes Campground, Yukon
We got away fairly early on Saturday morning (just after 09:00), and right at 10:00, crossed the Yukon River Bridge at Carmacks, which is getting a new deck.

Building a new deck on the Yukon River Bridge at Carmacks
At 12:30, the Visitor Information Centre pullout at Stewart Crossing was a handy place to have lunch. Although there’s a Visitor Information Centre here, I think I’ve seen it open twice in the past 27 years πŸ™‚ I had a nice chat with a family from Merritt, BC, who were on a whirlwind tour of the north, perhaps to get away from the heat and forest fire smoke.

Visitor Information Centre pullout at Stewart Crossing
Our destination for Saturday was the Five Mile Lake Campground just north of Mayo. I’ve driven through it and the adjacent Recreation Site, but hadn’t camped here yet. There are 20 camp sites, 3 of which are pull-throughs.

Five Mile Lake Campground just north of Mayo, Yukon
We set up in site #7, a pull-through right in front of the beach access. The sites at Five Mile Lake Campground are huge, some to a ridiculous degree. Our motorhome-car combination is 51 feet long, and many of the sites could hold 4 of our rigs.

Five Mile Lake Campground just north of Mayo, Yukon
A small sandy beach has been created on Five Mile Lake, and although this photo taken early Sunday morning shows it as being peaceful, we won’t be back to this campground on a weekend. It’s packed with locals about 16 hours a day, and between screaming/crying kids and the constant cruising of locals’ vehicles, the noise is incessant. Some of the camp sites seemed to have many other vehicles visiting. I didn’t understand why the Recreation Site wasn’t being used as intended, but when I went over there for a look, found that it’s been all but abandoned, and no sandy beach has been created – it just has the natural grassy/marshy shore. Using the campground for day use is unfortunately a no-brainer. As a campground, though, it was only about half full, and as at Twin Lakes, most of the campers were Yukoners.

Five Mile Lake Campground just north of Mayo, Yukon
On Sunday, we drove to the old silver-mining town Keno City, about 60 km away. On the way, I was pleased to see that a small rest area has been created at the Minto Bridge. There are outhouses, one picnic table, good level river access for launching small boats, and a huge parking lot.

Minto Bridge, Yukon
We had a look at the Keno Community Club Campground. It’s fairly rustic, built for smaller RVs, and costs $15 per night. Many of the sites were occupied, but my impression was that most were people working in the area, not recreational campers. The photo shows the turn-around at the end of the campground.

Keno Community Club Campground
We had a couple of ideas for Keno, the first being a drive to the signpost near the top of Keno Hill. It was erected at an elevation of 1,849 meters / 6,065 feet. The drive up is spectacular. With care, it can be driven in a regular car, but having an SUV is better.

The view from the road up Keno Hill
The mountains around Keno are dotted with silver and gold mines dating from recent years to back a century.

Abandoned mine year Keno City, Yukon
It was nice to see that a porta-potty has ben placed near the signpost, as most visitors come up here, either simply for the view, or to go hiking.

Porta-potty on Keno Hill
As soon as I started to turn around at the top, I felt a flat tire. Well poop. That set a new record as my highest-altitude flat tire ever πŸ™‚ But, a few minutes later, it was fixed and life was good.

Flat tire on top of Keno Hill
The famous Keno Hil signpost can be seen on the right. The rock cairn, which strangely was built on a now-rotting wooden base, holds a brass plaque dedicated to geologist and mining engineer Alfred Kirk Schellinger, who staked the “Keno” silver claim here on July 29, 1919.


A distant look at the most-photographed of the old mining cabins on Keno Hill. Although there was plenty of sunshine all around us, one large and very dark cloud kept the top of Keno Hill in deep shadow.

Mining cabin on Keno Hill
On the way back down the hill, I made a detour to show Cathy my favourite mine on Keno Hill. From this adit, a railway runs out…

Abandoned mine on Keno Hill
…and this ore car was used to dump waste rock that had been blasted in the adit. The side-dumping ore carrier has been removed, probably now in somebody’s back-yard collection of cool stuff.

Mining ore cart on Keno Hill, Yukon
This large placer gold mine in a valley near the bottom of Keno Hill worked until about 10 years ago, if I remember correctly.

Placer gold mine near Keno City, Yukon
We had hoped to have a pizza lunch and chat with my friend Mike Mancini, but the sign on the door said that he was closed until 5 pm. We drove over to the pub, but an aggressive dog tied up at the entrance halted that plan. So we drove back to Five Mile Lake and made our own lunch.


On Monday morning, the condition of the beach at Five Mile Lake was bloody appalling. Garbage, various articles of clothing, and lots of toys were scattered everywhere. That sort of lack of respect makes me nuts. We soon left for Dawson.

I made a quick stop at a tire repair on the way into Dawson City, and just after 2:30 were ready to board to ferry George Black. It would take us across the Yukon River to the campground.

Ferry George Black on the Yukon River at Dawson
The ferry captain waited a few minutes for the paddlewheel tour boat Klondike Spirit to clear our path. I was happy to sit and watch her go by.


Once on the west side of the river, we were soon set up in site #42 at the Yukon River Campground, the largest campground in the Yukon. It’s a large pull-through site right on the river, fairly close to outhouses and firewood. We’re here for 3 nights, then will head up the Dempster Highway to Tombstone Mountain Campground for 3 nights.


We can watch boats go by on the river right from our camp site, but a short trail leads down to the riverbank for clear views. We’ve been surprised by the number of boats going by. In the last photo in this post, the Klondike Spirit has just passed the village of Moosehide.


Now, we have a couple of days to explore more of the Dawson area.



A 6-day RV/hiking trip: Haines Summit and Kluane

On Friday, July 21st, I took the motorhome to the Haines Summit for a few days of hiking with friends from Haines and Anchorage. Mother Nature wasn’t very cooperative despite a fairly good weather forecast, but we got about 50 km of hiking done, much of it on trails that were new to me.

I’m just going to report briefly on the various routes and trails we hiked, but there are still 49 photos in this post.

I had several delays getting out of Whitehorse, but at 1:10 on Friday I was almost through the construction on the Alaska Highway west of Whitehorse.

Construction on the Alaska Highway west of Whitehorse
Southbound on the Haines Highway at 3:30, nearing the Haines Summit, with the skies now cloudy and the windshield well covered with bugs.

The Haines Highway
I was running very late, and had said that I’d pick Ryan up at the Haines Airport (he flew in from Anchorage), so I disconnected the Tracker at the summit and headed down. I had managed to get a message relayed to him so he knew that I was going to be almost an hour late. On the way back up the hill, I stopped to get some photos of the old bridge that leads into the Porcupine gold mining district – it’s being replaced by a concrete structure. Fans of gold mining reality TV shows may recognize that bridge as the one leading to the gold claim where Parker Schnabel and his grandpa started mining.

Bridge across the Porcupine River near Haines
The road leading to the location where I wanted to set the RV was too rough, but I found a spot close by. It was well off the Haines Highway, with spectacular views.

RV near the Haines Summit
Once I got set up, Ryan and I went exploring to the east. I was disappointed to see this damage across the tundra. It could have been decades ago that the truck got stuck – this sort of thing will never heal.

Damage on the tundra near the Haines Summit
Looking back towards the highway. The light-coloured lines towards the upper right were on my list of places to hike to – they had intrigued me for decades.

Hiking near the Haines Summit
This ATV trail leads towards the Clayton Creek valley. It was 8:15 when I shot the next photo, and we turned back a few minutes later. Shortly after we got back to the RV, Greg arrived to join us.

This ATV trail leads towards the Clayton Creek valley near the Haines Summit

Clear Creek Terraces

The weather wasn’t great on Saturday morning, so I suggested that we keep our elevation low for the first hike. The terraces that I mentioned above, which I’m calling the Clear Creek Terraces, would be perfect. The route starts with a crossing of Dick Creek, beside the highway just above the spot where it joins Clear Creek. We got off to a late start – the next photo was shot at 11:40.

Crossing Dick Creek near the Haines Summit
Gaining some elevation, the peaks called The Three Guardsmen seem to be even more impressive than they are from the highway.

The Three Guardsmen near the Haines Summit
The ascent was more difficult that I had expected, with a lot of brush to navigate around or push through, and some deep gullies that aren’t seen from the highway. Once we reached the terraces, this willow ptarmigan Lagopus lagopus spent a couple of minutes leading us away from her chicks.

willow ptarmigan (Lagopus lagopus) near the Haines Summit
The Clear Creek Terraces, at 1:20. They are clearly what I had expected – beach terraces from one of the post-glacial lakes that have covered the region. The main one, seen in the next photo, is almost 2 km long and up to 200 meters/yards wide.

The Clear Creek Terraces, near the Haines Summit
We made an attempt to get higher, to some alpine lakes and possibly glaciers that show on the topographical maps. Thick, high brush stopped us on each possible route, though. There were some lovely spots between the brush, though, and wild flowers of many types were abundant.

Hiking near the Haines Summit

That had been an interesting hike. I won’t go back to the terraces, but the high-alpine lakes and possible glaciers still intrigue me, and I’ll keep looking for a good route to them.

Kelsall Lake

After dinner, with deteriorating weather, we drove out towards Kelsall Lake, a few miles north of the summit, and about 5 miles east of the highway. The road runs down an impressive glacier-carved valley. This photo was shot at 8:20 pm.

The road to Kelsall Lake
We got stopped by this washout, and a fairly deep creek crossing just beyond. In dry weather, the Tracker could handle this, but it was very wet and sloppy.

Washout on the road to Kelsall Lake
Just after we got back to the RV, all hell broke loose weather-wise, with high winds and torrential rain. When I took the next photo just before 06:00 on Sunday, there was a misty rain and near-zero visibility. This wasn’t in the forecast πŸ™


The rain stopped at about 10:00 and with low clouds, I suggested that we go for a look at a small lake hidden just north of our camping spot. We could have walked to the best access route, but took the lazy way.

Hiking near the Haines Summit
On a dry day this would be a really nice hike, but the vey thick reindeer moss very quickly soaked us.

Reindeer moss hillside near the Haines Summit
It only took 15 minutes to reach this view of the unnamed lake. Very nice. I definitely will come back here on a nice day.


Hiking back to the highway. Greg and I went back to the car, while Ryan went cross-country to the motorhome. We all arrived back at about the same time.

Hiking near the Haines Summit

Tina Creek Communications Tower

With the weather improving very slightly, and we decided to try for the communications tower located on an unnamed mountain right above us. We left the car at 11:35, and by noon we were well on our way up the old road that leads most of the way to it (the tower is now maintained by helicopter).

The trail to the Tina Creek communications tower
The road follows Tina Creek up for the initial fairly steep climb from the highway, and then as it nearly levels out. Tina Creek isn’t visible very often, but we went over the have a look at its small but dramatic canyon at 12:35.

The trail to the Tina Creek communications tower
Even in late July, winter isn’t far away this year.

Snow on Tina Creek, BC
Just past the canyon seen above, the road starts climbing again, though the grade is generally not very steep. There are some wonderful rock formations at one point. The weather had been really erratic. Just after I shot this photo at 1:00, a really nasty rain storm moved into the valley behind us, and I was afraid that we were going to hit with a storm like the one that hammered us the night before. Luckily, it dissipated before hitting us.

The trail to the Tina Creek communications tower
Three mining roads led off the one we were on, and there were several small lakes. Regardless of how the rest of this hike went, I knew that I’ll be back to do some more exploring here.

The trail to the Tina Creek communications tower
The summit where the communications tower is located was always in cloud, and at 2:15, we were about to enter the clouds as well, at about 4,500 feet elevation.

The trail to the Tina Creek communications tower
There were lots of wildflowers all along the trail, and the leaves of these Arctic lupine gathered some of the moisture from the clouds.

Arctic lupine along the trail to the Tina Creek communications tower
The ends and a few orange stakes mark the general route to the tower from there. There were some large snow patches, one of which we had to cross. Postholing into it is always a possibility, but the snow was luckily still firm enough to hold us. Just past that snow, this ptarmigan let us get quite close. I don’t think they see many humans.

Ptarmigan on the trail to the Tina Creek communications tower
We reached the summit at 2:55 – 3 hours and 20 minutes from the car, but we’d stopped a lot. The communications tower setup consists of the tower, 3 fuel tanks, and a large shelter for workers. The view on a nice day is no doubt spectacular.

The Tina Creek communications tower
Heading back down.


We angled steeply down the hillside rather than take the long road route back.

Tina Creek valley
Heather and reindeer moss.


Just above the canyon we had stopped at, I spotted a mining claim post and went for a look. The last number of the year on the tag was missing, but it was done in 1970-something, by J.P. Craft.

Mining claim post in the Tina Creek valley
I had seen a very impressive canyon on Tina Creek when I climbed up to a cirque below The Three Guardsmen last year, and made a detour for a close look at it. Yes, it certainly is impressive!

Tina Creek canyon
We got back to car just after 5:00 – just under 2 hours from the summit. Back at the motorhome, I pulled out the barbecue and grilled up some hamburgers for our dinner. The lazing around in the sunshine that we’d hoped for didn’t happen, though.


Monday morning was very dreary, with thick fog and a misty rain. I was sure that there was sunshine not too far away, and had to get out of there. I though about packing up the motorhome and move camp, but with no idea whether the sunshine was 10 miles away or 100, decided to just take the Tracker.

Kluane Lake

We had to go almost to Haines Junction to find the sunshine and then decided to keep going out to Klane Lake for the day’s hiking. We started at the Soldier’s Summit Trail, where Parks Canada has set up a couple of Red Chairs.

Red Chairs above the Soldier's Summit Trail, Yukon
We decided to keep climbing up Sheep Mountain above Soldier’s Summit. That offered great views of the Slims River Flats as well as the lake.


This was what we had expected a lot of on this trip, and we stayed at this spot for a long time before going back down.

Looking over Kluane Lake from high above Soldier's Summit
I hadn’t yet explored the former Fish Heart Island (with the new, lower lake level, it’s no longer an island), so that was our next destination.

Slim's River Flats, Yukon
The summit of Fish Heart Island offers wonderful views, and although we didn’t see anyone else, the trail to it is quite well travelled.

The summit of Fish Heart Island, Kluane Lake
A quiet bay on the north side of Fish Heart Island offered a great place for a dip. A very quick dip – Kluane Lake never warms up!

Skinnydipping in Kluane Lake, Yukon
The water pump in my motorhome had died, and the guys wanted to get cleaned up, so we went to the swimming pool at Haines Junction, where nice showers are available for $2. Then, we had a good dinner at Frosty’s before heading back on the Haines Highway to our camp at the summit. At 10:05 pm, we were nearing a wall of cloud.

10 pm on the Haines Highway
The view back to the north at 10:20.

10:20 pm sunset on the Haines Highway

St. Elias Lake Trail

With fog totally enveloping our camp again on Tuesday morning, I opted to move the motorhome north as far as necessary to get out of it. We stopped at the St. Elias Lake trailhead in Kluane National Park, and made breakfast, with the wall of cloud just to the south of us.

Wall of cloud along the Haines Highway
The St. Elias Lake trail is 7.6 km (4.8 mi) return, with a 120-meter (400-foot) elevation gain. That would be a nice way to start te day, regardless of how the weather went.

St. Elias Lake trail, Kluane National Park
St. Elias Lake is lovely. There are 4 tent pads, a food cache, and an outhouse at the lake. The crystal-clear water is very cold. A large meadow makes me think that there used to be some sort of commercial activity here – probably mining exploration.

St. Elias Lake, Kluane National Park
After the St. Elias Lake hike, we kept going north towards the blue skies we could see. At Dezadeash Lake Campground, I set up camp, as there are a few trails close by.

Dezadeash Lake Campground, Yukon
We ended up spending the rest of the day on the Rock Glacier Trail. We hiked far above the interpretive are where most people turn around, and laid in the sun enjoying the view.

Rock Glacier Trail, Kluane National Park
This little guy seemed to be enjoying the sunshine, too πŸ™‚


Back at Dezadeash Lake Campground, a screaming wind limited our enjoyment of the sunshine that evening, but it was still a huge improvement over our summit camp.

Dezadeash Lake Campground, Yukon
Wednesday morning, 05:56 – sunrise over Dezadeash Lake. Although that looks like a nice day was coming, the sun was actually just peeking through a small hole in a cloudy sky. Greg and Ryan had to get home, and left for Haines quite early. I left soon after, and was home by about 11:00.


I only had one full day at home before hitting the road again. On Friday evening (July 28th), Cathy and I headed north. I’m finishing writing this blog 5 days after the hiking trip ended, and I expect to be able to post it when we reach Dawson City this afternoon. This current trip has and will take us to Mayo, Keno, Dawson, and up the Dempster Highway possibly as far as the Arctic Circle before Cathy flies home from Dawson. After she leaves, I’m going to keep exploring for another week or so – destination(s) unknown at this point.



A drive to Skagway, with lots of changes to see

I took a drive to Skagway on Tuesday. I hadn’t been down since April 19th, which must make it one of the longest stretches without a Skagway trip in the past 25 years. It turned out to be an important day, as I saw a couple of significant changes along the highway, so I’ve updated and posted a new edition of my e-book commonly called “Murray’s Guide“.

It was a cloudy, chilly, rather dreary morning when I left Whitehorse just before 08:30, but by the time I reached the Venus Mine on Windy Arm, it had gotten quite nice. It was still only 8°C/46°F, though – it hasn’t exactly been the July I was hoping for.

Venus Mine on Windy Arm
From the hill dropping down to Tutshi Lake, I could see a thick cloud bank down towards Skagway.

Tutshi Lake, BC
Work began on May 17th to replace the unique William Moore Bridge with a concrete “dam” structure, and is well underway now. The Alaska Department of Transportation summary of the project states: “The Alaska Department of Transportation, in cooperation with Hamilton Construction, LLC, is working to replace the Captain William Henry Moore Bridge on the Klondike Highway near Skagway. Upon completion, a roller-compacted concrete (RCC) structure will carry traffic over William Moore Creek and replace the aging bridge. Rock excavation required for the RCC structure will allow the State to straighten the roadway and build a new wayside parking lot south of the bridge. There will be no future access across the old bridge, but the structure will remain in place as a testament to the ingenuity and hard work of the Klondike Highway pioneers. This project is expected to be complete by the end of August 2018. This project will shutdown due to seasonal weather restrictions in the fall of 2017. Construction will resume after the spring thaw in 2018.” The new crossing is really ugly, but I’m pleased that the current bridge is going to be saved as an historic site.

Work is well underway to replace the unique William Moore Bridge
There were 4 large and very large cruise ships docked in Skagway, but the streets were surprisingly quiet when I shot the next photo from in front of the post office at 10:15. Most of the few people out walking were dressed for Fall.

A cruise ship dominates Skagway, Alaska
The Coral Princess and Celebrity’s Solstice were at the Railroad Dock. The Coral Princess can carry up to 2,590 passengers and 900 crew members, and the Solstice can carry up to 3,145 passengers and 1,253 crew members. Seeing them brought back some good memories – I worked on the Coral Princess as ship naturalist for 3 weeks in 2010, and sailed to Hawaii on the Solstice in 2014.

The Coral Princess and Celebrity's Solstice at the Railroad Dock in Skagway, Alaska
At the Broadway Dock, Holland America’s Nieuw Amsterdam which can carry up to 2,529 passengers and 929 crew members, and at the Ore Dock, the Ruby Princess, which can carry up to 3,782 passengers and 1,200 crew members. So, these 4 ships could carry 16,328 people into a town of about 1,000 residents.

Holland America's Nieuw Amsterdam and the Ruby Princess in Skagway, Alaska
I did a loop around town to see what’s new, and then stopped at the White Pass & Yukon Route railway’s Shops, where restoration work has started on 4 passenger cars. This one, called Lake Kluane, was built in 1893 and came to the WP&YR in 1937.

White Pass & Yukon Route railway passenger car being restored
On the way north, the clouds had lifted enough so I could get some photos of the bridge work. The vast majority of people who drive the highway never see the spectacular gorge that’s being filled in, but I used to stop there fairly often. The gorge is only 110 feet wide, but 180 feet deep (the William Moore Bridge deck is about 250 feet long).

William Moore Bridge on the South Klondike Highway
I made a stop at Tutshi Sled Dog Tours, operated by famous Yukon Quest and Iditarod musher (and long-time friend) Michelle Phillips, and had a nice visit.

Tutshi Sled Dog Tours
I also had a nice puppy fix πŸ™‚ These pups are old enough to be weaned, but mom clearly doesn’t mind.

Husky puppies at Tutshi Sled Dog Tours
The last time I saw Dail Peak (in April) there was still plenty of snow, and Windy Arm was still frozen.

Dail Peak on the South Klondike Highway
I saw one of these signs at the border crossing back into Canada, but didn’t get a close look. This is the stupidest, most tourism-unfriendly sign I’ve ever seen posted in the Yukon, and I want to know who in hell gave the Carcross Tagish First Nation permission to pretend that they have any authority to make regulations on the highway. Absolutely “don’t feed or get close to the bears”, but Do Not Stop for Bear Viewing – kiss my ***. Grrrrr…….

Do Not Stop for Bear Viewing in the Yukon
On the way south I had noticed some signs beside the road going into an old gravel pit beside the historic Conrad townsite. I stopped for a look, expecting that they were “No Camping” signs. But “Active Placer Mine” was a surprise. Yesterday, an email query about Conrad that was first sent to the Yukon News, then to historian Michael Gates, was passed on to me. It was from the guy who staked this claim – I love small towns! So yes, it is a new placer gold claim, and it is going to be worked this year in a small way. There actually is gold there – I’ve been sending people there to pan for decades. I won’t do it anymore, but Wes is liable to have his hands full policing that.

Placer gold claim at Conrad, Yukon
On the Alaska Highway, more changes are happening just a couple of miles from my home. The intersection of the Alaska Highway and the South Klondike Highway (known as the Carcross Corner), and business access roads there, are being completely re-designed.

Construction on the Alaska Highway at the Carcross Corner

Today is going to be a busy day, getting the motorhome ready to go out again. I’m going down to the Haines Summit tomorrow morning for 5 days, hosting a hiking club based in Anchorage. There’s no cell or Internet access down there, so I’ll be “going black” for most of those 5 days πŸ™‚



Back to Fort Selkirk on Canada’s Parks Day

Fort Selkirk is one of the most significant historic sites in the Yukon, and countless millions of dollars have been spent there in the past couple of decades. Few people will ever see the site, though, as you need to have a boat to get there. Each year on Canada’s Parks Day, Yukon Parks supplies those boats, and I returned to Fort Selkirk for my third visit last weekend.

The distance is a bit off and the time is way off on the map below, but you can still see the road part of the route by clicking on it to open an interactive version in a new window.

Map of the route from Whitehorse to Fort Selkirk, Yukon
It takes well over 4 hours to drive the 394 km from my home to the boat launch on the Pelly River at the historic Pelly Farm. I wanted to get the first boat at 10:00, so I was about to turn onto the Alaska Highway when I shot the first photo at 05:40.

Fireweed Drive and the Alaska Highway, south of Whitehorse
The last hour is 51 km on a dirt road that follows the Pelly River down from Pelly Crossing on the North Klondike Highway. I took my car the last time I drove in, in 2013, but asked to borrow Cathy’s Jeep this time. Sweet ride πŸ™‚ As always, SPOT was on the dash so Cathy knows where I am, and I have the ability to call for help.

Jeep Cherokee on the North Klondike Highway
There are some lovely views over the Pelly River from the dirt road. I shot the next photo a few minutes before 09:00.

The Pelly River from the dirt road that leads to Pelly Farm
At the 26-km point, there’s a sign noting that you’re halfway, and Yukon Parks put up a sign confirming that this is the right road. The first time in, many people must wonder about that – I sure appreciated the confirmation four years ago.

Parks Day at Fort Selkirk - sign on the dirt road that leads to Pelly Farm
We’ve had a great deal of rain this summer, and the road was much rougher than I remember it, but it was still not too bad. I had thought about taking the motorhome in, and I’m glad that I didn’t do that, though.

The dirt road that leads to Pelly Farm
At 09:50, yes, We Made It! πŸ™‚

You Made It sign at the Pelly Farm
The Pelly Farm started during the Klondike Gold Rush, and as the Pelly River Ranch, Dale and Sue Bradley still grow vegetables, beef, chickens and eggs that sell in Dawson, Pelly Crossing, Carmacks, and Whitehorse.

Pelly River Ranch
I had met friends from Whitehorse at Pelly Crossing, and they followed me in from there. A few photo stops, and staying out my dust, put them a bit behind me, but as soon as they arrived, we got signed in, and we were on the first boat as planned.

The sign-in table for Fort Selkirk boats
In 2013, there were 2 boats running and there were some lengthy delays. This year, 4 boats were available. We headed down the Pelly River at 10:15.

Boats ready to go down the Pelly River to Fort Selkirk
Boat driver Dale’s border collie, Snoopy, clearly knows his way around boats, and immediately took the command position so that everyone could be herded properly πŸ™‚

Border collie on the Pelly River boat
There are impressive basalt cliffs along the lower Pelly River, and when the cliffs turn north, you know that you’ve reached the Yukon River. With the many channels, it’s not otherwise clear for a couple of minutes yet.

Basalt cliffs at the junction of the Pelly and Yukon Rivers
Nearing Fort Selkirk at 10:30.

Crossing the Yukon River to Fort Selkirk

In the days when the Yukon River was the primary highway in the Yukon, Fort Selkirk was a vibrant trading community. When highways made the sternwheelers obsolete, though, Fort Selkirk was soon all but abandoned. The community is now a kilometre-long historic site that stretches along the bank of the Yukon River, with 2 cemeteries in the forest, one at each end of the townsite.

My main focusses for the day were the cemeteries, and the distant farm, which I had never seen. I also wanted to see what was new in the townsite, though, and to spend time with Karla and Emily. We started our tour at the interpretive centre in the Stone House, which was built by government telegraph operator Charlie Stone in 1935.

Stone House, Fort Selkirk, Yukon
This map in the Stone house shows the different ways of reaching Fort Selkirk a century ago. They include the Dalton Trail from Haines coming in from the south, the Yukon Telegraph Line running through Fort Selkirk, and the Winter Road providing access from Dawson and Whitehorse.

Map of the roads and trail in the area around Fort Selkirk, Yukon
Following my visit to Fort Selkirk in 2013, I posted 52 photos on the blog, and I’m trying to minimize duplication as much as I can on this post. But some buildings like St. Andrews Anglican Church, need to be posted agin. Built in 1931 of materials from the Yukon Field Force barracks, it’s the most elaborate one at Fort Selkirk, and the only one which was designed by an architect. The last resident minister there, Kathleen Cowaret, moved to Minto in 1953.

St. Andrews Anglican Church, Fort Selkirk, Yukon
This is an HDR image of the interior of St. Luke’s.

St. Andrews Anglican Church, Fort Selkirk, Yukon
Emily asked if she could ring the church bell. The rope even had duct tape wrapped around it to make it more comfortable for bell-ringers, so sure. I loved hearing it – it added a lot to the town for a few seconds πŸ™‚

The bell at St. Andrews Anglican Church, Fort Selkirk, Yukon
The next view of St. Luke’s is from the upper story of the Anglican rectory.

Fort Selkirk, Yukon
The kitchen in the Anglican rectory. There has been very little interior restoration done in any of the buildings.

The kitchen in the Anglican rectory at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
When I was here in 2013, the river was washing away the bank in front of the school, and it’s now about 40 feet back from its former position. Built in 1892, it’s the oldest known standing structure in the Yukon. I had started to notice that there are now fewer artifacts in the buildings than there used to be.

Schoolhouse in Fort Selkirk, Yukon
The Coward Cabin was built in 1898 as the Yukon Field Force officer’s residence and is one of only 3 remaining Yukon Field Force buildings. Moved from the Field Force complex and modified in the 1920s by Alex Coward, it’s a lovely home.

Fort Selkirk, Yukon
My favourite artifact is this old truck, which is pretty well hidden and I expect many visitors don’t see it.

Old truck at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
The Jas. Smart Mfg. Co. Ltd., of Brockville, Ontario, made all manner of metal products, but is best known for their well and cistern pumps like this very attractive one.

Jas. Smart Mfg. Co. well pump at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
Fort Selkirk is a wonderful place to be able to share with friends πŸ™‚

Fort Selkirk, Yukon
At the upriver end of Fort Selkirk now, we were in the are where the Yukon Field Force, a Canadian Army unit formed during the Klondike Gold Rush, were based. No buildings remain. Although the sign on the trail says “Field Force Cemetery“, that is just a plot with 3 graves, within the non-Native Fort Selkirk Cemetery.

Trail to the Yukon Field Force Cemetery at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
This is a visitor’s first view of the cemetery.

Fort Selkirk Cemetery, Yukon
Only 6 of the graves have legible names on stone or wooden markers. Looking back to the 2013 photo of this marker, I found a couple more letters to the left of “…ulmer, aged 52 years”, and was able to quickly track down Henry Bulmer, Jr. – from Montreal, he was manager for the Canadian Yukon Lumber Company, and died of peritonitis on August 9th, 1899.

Fort Selkirk, Yukon
“In memory of our darling baby
Wade T. Blaker
Son of Mr. & Mrs. Blaker
Born at Ft. Selkirk Dec. 1st, 1898
Died Mch 7th, 1899
Age three months 6 days”

Fort Selkirk, Yukon
While I was documenting all of the grave markers, Karla found a big bumblebee slowly working through the fireweed.

Photographing a bumblebee in fireweed at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
I got distracted by him for a couple of minutes, too πŸ™‚

A bumblebee in fireweed at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
This is the Yukon Field Force Cemetery.

Yukon Field Force Cemetery at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
This may be my favourite photo from the day. It was that sort of day – just out enjoying our amazing world. And Snoopy was happy to join us πŸ™‚

Girl and her dog at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
Time was passing quickly – it was well after 1:00 when we started walking back through the townsite.

Fort Selkirk, Yukon
While poking around behind the old Danny Roberts cabin, Karla found this awesome moose skull.

Moose skull at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
The final building we went to was the St. Francis Xavier Roman Catholic Church. Built along the waterfront in 1898, this was the second Catholic Church in the Yukon – the log building uses French style piece-en-piece construction, which is unusual in the territory. It was moved to this site in 1942 by Father Bobillier.

St. Francis Xavier Roman Catholic Church at Fort Selkirk, Yukon

St. Francis Xavier Roman Catholic Church at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
Beside St. Francis Xavier is the trail leading to the Fort Selkirk First Nation Cemetery.

Trail leading to the Fort Selkirk First Nation Cemetery, Yukon
The first view of the cemetery, which has about 80 graves visible.

Fort Selkirk First Nation Cemetery, Yukon
Many of the graves have been painted in recent years, but only about 5 have names visible.

Fort Selkirk First Nation Cemetery, Yukon
Most of the graves are tagged for identification. I don’t know if the Selkirk First Nation can put names to those numbers.

Fort Selkirk First Nation Cemetery, Yukon
A few of the graves have “spirit houses” on them.

Fort Selkirk, Yukon

After visiting the First Nation Cemetery, Karla and Emily headed for the boat launch, to go home, while I went to see if I could find the farm. I got vague directions, but after a couple of kilometers walking away from the river, I decided that just didn’t make sense, and went back to the townsite. I met a woman from Historic Sites who said that there’s nothing at all to see at the farm, just an open field, but I had been on the right trail – the farm is 3.5 km from the townsite, far from the river.

At 2:15 I was the boat launch, but was in no hurry, so waited and talked to the boat driver for a while until other people showed up.

The boat landing at Fort Selkirk, Yukon
I didn’t catch my boat driver’s first name, but he’s a younger brother of famous Fort Selkirk guide Danny Roberts, who died in 2000. My driver was born in Fort Selkirk in 1941, and has no end of stories – a very interesting fellow, as was his brother, who I talked to in 1997.


Heading back into the Pelly River.

Baslat cliffs at the mouth of the Pelly River
The drive back to the highway.


One final photo of one of the 2 stretches of re-surfacing.

Construction on the North Klondike Highway

With a cinnamon bun stop at Braeburn Lodge, I got home at 7:30, 14 hours after leaving home. I was soon in bed – it had been a wonderful day exploring my Yukon!



Helicopter to a crashed USAF C-47 north of Haines Junction

A few weeks ago, I got a call from a friend who was trying to get 6 people together to fly to the most iconic of the many plane crashes in the Yukon – a C-47 high on a barren mountain north of Haines Junction. Yes, I was in!

Putting together something like that can be like herding cats, but Gerry made it happen. A last minute time change due to other commitments at Trans North Helicopters moved us from 1:30 to 6pm on July 12th, but in the Land of the Midnight Sun, that made no real difference.

I left home at 4:00 for the 169-km drive to the Haines Junction Airport. The weather was quite good in Whitehorse, as was the forecast for Haines Junction. Nearing Haines Junction, though, the weather reality ahead was much different.

Rainstorm ahead on the Alaska Highway east of Haines Junction, Yukon
I drove into a wild storm at the airport, with high winds and heavy rain. By 6:10, though, it was passing over.


A few minutes later, our magic carpet arrived – a 1994 Bell 206L-4 LongRanger, registration C-GESH.

Trans North's 1994 Bell 206L-4 LongRanger, registration C-GESH
We met our pilot, Ian, and after a quick safety briefing, the 6 passengers were getting buckled in. In the Long Ranger, even the person in the rear middle seat has great viewing.

Geting buckled into a Trans North Bell 206L-4 LongRanger
Away we go, heading north at 6:43. Pretty much as soon as we were airborne, I realized that I should have brought my Garmin Summit to track our route.

Flying over the Haines Junction Airport, Yukon
From my rear-facing seat, the view was to the east. The large lake is Pine Lake, with the Alaska Highway in the centre of the photo. There were rainstorms in every direction.

Aerial view of Pine Lake and the Alaska Highway
A close look at the slopes of Paint Mountain.

Paint Mountain, Yukon
North of Paint Mountain, Ian angled the helicopter off to the northeast. This is vast country, with the odd ATV trail the only sign that humans travel through it.

Flying over the Yukon wilderness north of Haines Junction
The valleys have a lot of thick brush, but one you get above that, there are some superb ridges for hiking. Most species of Yukon wildlife live down there – grizzlies, moose, caribou, sheep….

Flying over the Yukon wilderness north of Haines Junction
Flying up Marshall Creek at 6:49, we spotted the only cabin along our 100-km route. It’s the tiny green roof above and left of centre in the next photo.

A cabin on Marshall Creek, Yukon
Nearing 7,000 feet elevation, at 6:51. At one point, Ian asked if everyone was feeling okay, because everybody had stopped talking. I guess we were all just stunned by how incredible the Yukon is from the air.


It’s the great, big, broad land ‘way up yonder,
It’s the forests where silence has lease;
It’s the beauty that thrills me with wonder,
It’s the stillness that fills me with peace.

(“The Spell of the Yukon”, Robert W. Service, 1907)

It's the great, big, broad land 'way up yonder...
There are 3 Dall sheep rams down there. They were not happy about the noise, but we were gone in just a few seconds.

Flying over Dall sheep rams in the Yukon wilderness

Flying over Dall sheep rams in the Yukon wilderness

A couple of minutes before 7:00, Ian settled the helicopter on a saddle of broken rock literally in the middle of nowhere. He said that the C-47 was just ahead and below our position.

Incredible. I controlled my excitement so that everyone could get initial shots of the wreck without any people in them.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
The aircraft is a Douglas C-47D, the US military designation for a DC-3. This one crashed on February 7, 1950 while searching for a USAF C-54 troop transport that vanished while flying from Alaska to Montana. There were 44 people on board the C-54 – 8 crew members and 36 passengers, including 2 civilians, a woman and her infant son. That aircraft has never been found, though people continue the search each summer to this day.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
This C-47, U.S. Army Air Force unit number 45-1037, was based at Eielson Air Force Base in Anchorage. The Army Air Forces “Report of Major Accident” says that the accident occurred at 19:45 Zulu, which is 11:45 local time. “Aircraft departed Whitehorse, Canada, at approximately 0815, 7 February 1950 to participate in search for a missing USAF C-54. The crew was assigned a search area 35 to 50 miles south of Ashihik [sic – Aishihik] in the Yukon Territory. Upon arrival at the search area the weather was overcast to broken. Descent to 4000′ indicated was made and search was performed in the east side of the area. A parallel search of surrounding mountain peaks was not made due to low-hanging broken cloud. When the search of the eastern portion of the area had been completed, the aircraft climbed to an altitude of 7500 feet and contacted Whitehorse, giving a position report. A descent was then made to 5000′ and proceeded toward the western portion of the search area. The pass through which the pilot had intended to fly in order to get into the other portion of the area closed in due to ice fog. A turn was made and another pass selected which appeared to have ample clearance. Pilot applied normal climb power-settings and continued toward the saddle-back. A down-draft was encountered which stopped the climb of the aircraft. As soon as the aircraft was clear of the downdraft full power was applied to the engines. Another down-draft was encountered at this time and aircraft flew into the side of the mountain.”

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon

There were 10 people on board the plane, and remarkably, all survived, and injuries were relatively minor. The pilot was 28-year-old First Lieutenant Donald J. King. The rest of the crew consisted of co-pilot Second Lieutenant Homer L. Zachariae, radio operator Master Sergeant Charles R. Dunne, and flight engineers Sergeant Edward J. Wesloski and PFC Richard L. Toth. Also on board were 5 Canadian search spotters, Privates P.R. Sweeney, J.C. Shaw, R.H. Clappison, O.O. Carter, and M. Chimko.

From the next photo on, most of the photos have been processed as HDR images to bring out all the detail.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
When I began writing this post, it took a few hours to get the real story of the rescue put together. Ian told us that at least one member of the crew had walked to the highway. That would have been an incredible survival story, but it’s not true. The confusion comes in because another C-47 involved in the search had crashed on Mount Lorne south of Whitehorse on February 1st – the pilot of that crash had walked about 5 miles to the Carcross Road. The newspaper photo below is one of many articles about that crash, in newspapers across North America.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 on Lorne Mountain south of Whitehorse, Yukon
On Wednesday, February 8th, the day after the crash, newspaper articles started to appear. Due to the position report that the pilot had climbed out of the valley to make, and the fact that clear S.O.S. signals were able to be transmitted from the C-47, the crash site had been found fairly quickly. However, both “Aircraft Missing” and “Aircraft Found” articles appeared in various newspapers that day. The article that follows, and many others, use “Pon Lake” as a location reference, but there is no lake officially named that in the Yukon – I’m fairly certain that Pine Lake is the one being referred to. Most of the articles say that 12 men were on board, but there were only 10 according to the official crash report quoted above. Many reports say that the temperature at the crash site was -38°F (that’s -39°C).

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon

On Thursday, February 9th, newspaper reports included statements such as “Ten men, three with painfully broken bones, huddled miserably today in the wreckage of their C-47 search plane which crashed Tuesday on a frozen Yukon mountainside.” The injury reports were soon changed to one man with a broken leg, one with chest injuries, and a third in shock.

Food, sleeping bags, and a radio were dropped to the men at the crash site by the first rescue plane to spot them. Other aircraft dropped tents other survival gear, and firewood.

A rescue party was flown to an emergency airstrip which had been built on the ice of Pine Lake, and “slogged over virtually impassable terrain toward the crash site.” The rescue party was soon joined by four M29 Weasels, a tracked vehicle built by Studebaker, which were sent ahead to break trail. One newspaper reported that “The 10-man rescue party consisted of crack U.S. mountain ski troops from Camp Carson, Colo., and Canadian soldiers trained in Arctic rescue work.” and another said that “The veteran 10-man group was equipped with sleds, ropes, and ice axes for shopping out steps in steep, slippery places. The survivors will be placed on the sleds and eased down the peak with the ropes.”

By nightfall on the 9th, the rescue party (minus two of the Weasels which had tracks come off) had reached the valley to the west of the crash site. The men planned to climb the last 2,000 feet of steep mountainside in the morning. In the meantime, though 6 rescue personnel including a doctor had dropped to the C-47 from an RCAF Dakota by parachute (“Dakota” was the Canadian military designation for a C-47/DC-3).


Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon

On the afternoon of February 10th, the rescue was largely completed when a USAF rescue helicopter made 5 trips to the base of the mountain below the crash scene and brought out 9 men. When darkness fell, “The 10th man, Lance-Corporal Mike Chimko, of Kelvington, Sask., remained with a ground rescue party at the base of the peak.” The pilot, Lt. King, told reporters that the slide down the 45-degree slope to the helicopter landing site was the only time during the ordeal that he was frightened: “If a guy couldn’t dig his heels in to stop himself every so often he had a free ticket to hell – he’d drop all the way into the valley.”

The story that Lt. Don King, the pilot, seems to have told reporters is very different that what the official report states. “We were flying through a mountain pass when the weather gummed in on us,” he recalled. “We were caught and just couldn’t get out. Visibility was practically nil. We swerved away from jutting rock and just before we pancaked at the top of the mountain I pulled the stick back.”

The closest brush with death during the crash was that of M/Sgt. Charles Dunne. He was half out of his seat when the aircraft struck the mountain. A propeller broke off and came through the side of the fuselage, breaking his leg. “If I’d still been in my seat it would have killed me.”

This photo of the crash scene was widely published on February 10th and 11th.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
So, that was how the C-47 arrived here and the crew left the site. Now, we have this amazing site to visit. The next photo shows the co-pilot’s side of the cockpit.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
The condition of the aircraft is remarkable. Covered in snow for most of the year, everything, inside and out, and in exceptionally good condition. Snow and ice driven by winds even keep much of the aluminum polished to a high gloss.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
The number on the tail, 51037, is a shortened version of its Army Air Force number, 45-1037.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
I mostly just walked slowly around the aircraft, marvelling at the scene. And now having followed the actual story through newspapers of the time, marvelling at the skill, teamwork and heroism that resulted in everyone surviving what could easily have been an unsurvivable crash.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
The interior looks much the same as it did once the air force parts-removal team finished with it 67 years ago.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
The position of this damage at the outboard edge of the engine means that it was the landing gear that caused it.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
After about 20 minutes at the crash site, a cloud started to blanket the slope, and it was time to get back to the helicopter. I wasn’t “finished” yet, but I had documented the site to my satisfaction. Now I just wanted to sit back and look at the plane and the mountains and think about the events that led to it being here.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
Walking back to the helicopter. The iconic C-47 vanishes into the mist.

Crashed USAF C-47 / DC-3 high in the mountains north of Haines Junction, Yukon
I stopped just long enough to lay down to capture a bit of colour in this now gray world.

Wildflower on a Yukon mountain-top
Well that’s not good! With a helicopter, it’s possible to fly with that much visibility (low and slow!), but it’s certainly not recommended.

Helicopter on a mountain-top in thick cloud
Within a few minutes, the cloud had blown over, and we lifted off the mountain at 7:38. Two minutes later, we passed over this small, still-frozen lake.


As much as I’m tired of the weather we get in the Yukon, outings like this confirm the fact that I can never leave this country. Most Yukoners who have left say that while you may leave the Yukon, the Yukon never leaves you.




At 7:46, just 8 minutes after leaving the crash site, the Alaska Highway could be seen in the distance.


Back over the Haines Junction airport at 7:49.

Aerial view of the Haines Junction airport, Yukon
It took a few minutes for Ian to get his bird tied down for the night, and then we went back to the office to pay for the trip. The cost broke down to $135.60 per person. Everybody agreed that it was an absolutely incredible experience for that sort of money.

Seat in a Trans North Bell Long Ranger helicopter
One last look at “Echo Sierra Hotel” and we were all on our way back to Whitehorse.

Trans North's 1994 Bell 206L-4 LongRanger, C-GESH
Just a few miles from the airport, the skies opened up in a major way! That would have been nasty up on the mountain.


Looking south (east actually) right at Km 1474 of the Alaska Highway, at 9:14 pm. What a crazy weather-day.


One final shot from the day, of part of the 8 km of Alaska Highway that’s being re-constructed to get rid of some really bad heaves that have been getting worse and worse for 20 years or so.




5 days at Kluane Lake: grizzlies, history, and beach fun

I got home from our 62-day wander around BC on June 26th, and on the 28th, was on the road again. I had come home a few days early so that Cathy could join us for an extra-long Canada Day (July 1st) weekend out at our favourite campground, Congdon Creek on Kluane Lake.

Cathy took the Tracker to work that day, and after she got off work, we met at a rest area at Km 1436 of the Alaska Highway, just west of Whitehorse. I hooked the Tracker up to the motorhome there, and by 5:00 pm, we were on our way. Just after 6:00, we stopped at the Otter Falls Cutoff lodge at Km 1546, fed the kids dinner and then went in to the cafe and had a leisurely dinner ourselves.

As we neared the campground a couple of minutes before 9:00 pm, we saw a grizzly along the shore of Kluane Lake at Km 1663. That put the weekend off to a great start – we seldom even stop for black bears, but seeing a grizzly is always a very special experience for us.

Grizzly bear along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake, Yukon
He was very focussed on eating a very specific light yellow flower, and paid little attention to us.

Grizzly bear along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake, Yukon
We spent half an hour with the bear, and then continued on.

Grizzly bear along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake, Yukon
Just a couple of hundred meters/yards from the Congdon Creek Campground entrance at Km 1666, more grizzlies! This was amazing.

Grizzly bear with new twins along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake, Yukon
There was very litte traffic on the highway at 9:30, but everybody stopped to watch this family. A semi-trailer even stopped and sat in the traffic lane for a few minutes while the driver took photos from the passenger window.

Grizzly bear with new twins along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake, Yukon
After about 10 minutes, the family came right up onto the shoulder of the highway. The cubs were really funny, standing up, and playing, as well as getting the business of having dinner taken care of.

Grizzly bear with new twins along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake, Yukon
We stayed with the family until they wandered off into the forest after about 20 minutes, and normal traffic resumed on the Alaska Highway.

Grizzly bear cub along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake, Yukon

We prefer to set up in lakefront campsites, but knew that they would all be taken by the time we arrived. They were, and we set up in site #28 up in the forest (there are a total of 39 sites at Congdon Creek Campground). The next morning, though, I took the Tracker down to the lakeshore, as as soon as the camper left site #8, I parked the Tracker on the site and then walked back and drove the motorhome down. Having a “toad” can be very handy! The Yukon family camped next to us in #30 was also watching for a lakeshore site, and one of the kids had come down on his bike to watch for an opening. While I got the first site to open, they soon got #6. The man actually came over and good-naturedly congratulated me on my method of getting the first opening πŸ™‚

The big event for me for our first Kluane Lake day, Thursday, June 29th, was an Alaska Highway 75th Anniversary celebration hosted by Parks Canada at Soldiers Summit. The party was scheduled to start at 12:30, but I went over about an hour early.

Alaska Highway 75th Anniversary celebration at Soldiers Summit, Yukon
I was really pleased to see new interpretive panels in the parking lot…


…and even a very good new brochure, “Plants of Soldier’s Summit and ThachΓ€l DhΓ€l (Sheep Mountain)”. I’ve scanned a copy of the brochure and put it online for download (pdf, 1.7MB).

Plants of Soldier's Summit and Thachal Dhal (Sheep Mountain
Although there was a lot going on in the trail parking lot, I expected that the actual ceremony would be done up at the site where the opening ceremony actually took place on November 20, 1942. The 50th Anniversary celebrations were done up there on November 20, 1992, but it was very cold! Anyway, I began my visit by walking up to that site. All of the interpretive panels along the trail have been replaced. Some, like the one in the next photo, have audio recordings of interviews.

Interpretive panel along the Soldier's Summit Trail, Yukon
To go along with the brochure, several plants now have signs identifying them, in 3 languages plus the scientific (Latin) name.

Prairie sagebrush along the Soldier's Summit Trail, Yukon
There are still some very nice places to sit and enjoy the broad views over Kluane Lake and the new Alaska Highway.

Bench and interpretive panel along the Soldier's Summit Trail, Yukon
This new panel includes a map showing the location of the 1943 road, the bridges that were built over the Slims River in 1943, 1955, 1956, and 2010, and the extent of the new shoreline since the retreat of the Kaskawulsh Glacier dramatically reduced the amount of water flowing from the Slims River into Kluane Lake. This was the first time I’d seen a name put to what used to be an island at Slims River Flats – it’s called Fish Heart Island (LutsiΓ―).

Interpretive panel along the Soldier's Summit Trail, Yukon
High above the 1942 highway opening site, the are even a couple of the Parks Canada Red Chairs. The Red Chairs are a program to encourage people to stop and enjoy a few particularly fine locations across Canada.

Parks Canada Red Chairs above Soldier's Summit, Yukon
Walking back down the 1942 road to join the party beside the new highway.

Soldier's Summit Trail, Yukon
By 1:00, the food tent was very busy. I was there early and had already filled up on stew and bannock and cookies.

The food tent at the Alaska Highway 75th Anniversary celebration at Soldiers Summit, Yukon
To bring a bit of 1942 life to the crowd, my friend Fawn Fritzen was singing period songs, with Andrea McColeman on piano.

Fawn Fritzen and Andrea McColeman at the Alaska Highway 75th Anniversary celebration at Soldiers Summit, Yukon
I love hearing Fawn singing these old songs. It’s hard to believe that music so beautiful was being produced during some of the most horrible days of the last century.

Fawn Fritzen singing at the Alaska Highway 75th Anniversary celebration at Soldiers Summit, Yukon
There were, of course, speeches, but all were kept short. Our Member of Parliament, Larry Bagnell, is almost always fun to listen to in any case, and he was clearly enjoying this celebration. There’s a long section of highway resurfacing going on west of Whitehorse, and Larry joked that since the original construction crews were averaging 8 miles of new road a day, it should only take a day to complete the work. I didn’t hear a response from the Highways Minister, who was in attendance πŸ™‚

MP Larry Bagnell at the Alaska Highway 75th Anniversary celebration at Soldiers Summit, Yukon
At 2:00, the speeches were over, things had slowed down at the food tent, and most people were walking up the trail to the summit to hear more highway stories. I headed back to the campground to join my family.

The food tent at the Alaska Highway 75th Anniversary celebration at Soldiers Summit, Yukon
We had an enjoyable day at our campsite and on the beach, then after dinner, went out on a grizzly hunt. We hadn’t got very far before meeting this fellow, who had some large patches of fur missing. We didn’t stay with him very long.

Grizzly bear along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake
We had no plans on Friday – it was a full day of relaxing at the campsite, playing on the beach, and going on grizzly hunts (we saw one more grizzly between the campground and Destruction Bay). Bella has started to be bothered by the rocks on the beach in front of the campground.

The beach of Kluane Lake
She much prefers the fine gravels and sand of the beach further down the lake. Tucker just likes any beach that he can run on, and really perks up when that word is spoken πŸ™‚

Our dogs Bella and Tucker on the beach of Kluane Lake, Yukon
We drove over to Destruction Bay to see how badly the new lower lake level has hurt the marina there. It has completely ruined it to the point that the docks have even been removed. It doesn’t seem to me that digging it out would be that big a job if there was any will to do it. In 1942 it would have only taken a few hours to fix the problem…

The former marina at Destruction Bay, Yukon
I really wanted to get the kayak out, but it was too windy at the campground, so we drove over to the south end of the lake, past Slims River Flats. I stopped at the Slims River Bridge to get a few photos.

Slims River Bridge, Yukon
The new, much smaller, Slims River, looking up the Slims River Valley into Kluane National Park.

Slims River, Yukon
Conditions were perfect at the large pullout at Km 1642. I launched the kayak, got Tucker on my lap, and with a lifejacket on Bella, she had lots of fun swimming after us. She loves fairly shallow water, but doesn’t like swimming until we put her lifejacket on.

Kayaking on Kluane Lake with my dogs

Kayaking on Kluane Lake with my dogs
It was an absolutely perfect Kluane Lake afternoon.

Enjoying the beach at Kluane Lake, Yukon
Back at our campsite for a steak barbecue.

Campsite #8 at Congdon Creek Campground on Kluane Lake, Yukon
The weather on Canada Day, July 1st, was cloudy and cool. At about 1:00, we decided to drive to Haines Junction to see what was going on celebration-wise. I stopped at the Slims River East trailhead to read the notices about the entire Slims River Valley being closed to hikers due to a problem grizzly. The fine for violating that closure is $25,000.

Slims River East trail - closed due to a problem grizzly
A slope above Christmas Creek definitely provided a Kodak moment or two.

Wildflower along the Alaska Highway at Christmas Creek, Yukon
We arrived at Haines Junction just as a heavy rain was shutting down the festivities and people were scrambling to get sound equipment and fabric chairs into the Convention Centre. We stayed for a few minutes, then went over to Frosty’s for burgers and ice cream. Bella and Tucker love soft ice cream cones! πŸ™‚

Rain shuts down Canada Day festivities at Haines Junction, Yukon
The rain followed us back to Congdon Creek, but then about 9:00 pm the skies cleared, so we headed out on another grizzly hunt. We met one grizzly about halfway to Destruction Bay, but he was pretty grumpy and didn’t want us there, so we quickly left. The next photo was shot at 10:01 pm in The Land of the Midnight Sun.

The Alaska Highway in the sunshine at 10 pm
A couple of minutes later, I took a couple of photos of the grumpy grizzly from a distance that wouldn’t bother him.

Grizzly along the Alaska Highway at Kluane Lake
On our dog walk the next morning, we saw a campsite that had been trashed by some local pigs. Park attendants might not be around for several hours, so I went back and cleaned it up. I just don’t understand that sort of disrespect in a place like this.

Trashed campsite at Congdon Creek, Yukon
On our last full day at Kluane Lake, I wanted to go for a long walk on the Slims River Flats. When the dogs and I got there, though, the wind was screaming. I decided to see if the far side was any quieter. The dust at the Slims River Bridge didn’t look promising.

A dust storm at the Slims River Bridge, Yukon
It was bit better, and I decided to head out across the flats and see what it was like. Within about 10 minutes, the wind quit. This is Bella and Tucker’s favourite place to play!

Dogs playing at Slims River Flats, Yukon
And mud – what awesome areas of velvet-soft mud to play in! The deeper the mud, the more Bella likes it (so does her Dad πŸ™‚ ).

Mud on Slims River Flats, Yukon
I walked and the kids played until I thought that Bella must be exhausted, then started back towards the car.

Slims River Flats, Yukon
The patterns of the mud offer some really interesting photography. Sometimes tiny blades of grass, or dog paw-prints, add to the interest.

Dried mud on Slims River Flats, Yukon
The only animal prints I saw on the flats were these ones. I couldn’t identify it positively, but I expect that it was a caribou.

Caribou tracks across Slims River Flats, Yukon
One final shot, with a very muddy Bella. We walked up to a distant spot along the lake with clear water and a fine gravel beach, and all of us got cleaned up.

Slims River Flats, Yukon

A very strong wind returned shortly after we got back to the campground, so it was a quiet evening. Monday was raining and dreary, and we headed home, arriving at about 4 pm. Now, I’m just watching for some good weather to return to head out for a few days camping and hiking at the White Pass or Haines Summit. I also have some healing to do – while cutting kindling to get a campfire started on Saturday evening, I cut the tip of my thumb off with the axe. I bandaged it up and we carried on, but went to Emergency on Monday night to have a doctor look at it – he said it looked good. It didn’t hit the bone, but it’s going to look odd for the rest of my life. *sigh* (sorry, no photo of that πŸ™‚ )

Our final count of grizzlies for the 5 days was 9 encounters, with 8 different bears. That’s by the far the most either of us has ever seen except in Denali National Park, where I saw 13 grizzlies on one incredible day a few years ago.



RV Life: Costs and Experiences during 62 Days on the Road

We got home from our 62-day RV trip on June 26th, and although we’ve already been on another 5-day outing to Kluane Lake, I want to finish off the story of the big trip by giving you a global look at the trip, including a summary of costs that may help you with RV trip planning.

The Route

We travelled 4,432 miles (7,091 kilometers) in the motorhome, another 3,270 in the Tracker. That’s almost 1,000 km less in the motorhome but almost 2,500 km more than last year in the Tracker. The map below shows our basic route – click on it to open an interactive version in a new window.

Map of 62-day BC RV trip

The Costs

We spent $2,959.96 for 2,623 liters (577 Imperial gallons) of gas for the RV, which got 7.7 miles per gallon. That mpg is less than last year’s 8.3 mpg, and I’m not sure yet what to make of that. We also spent $383.02 for 316 liters of gas in the Tracker, which gets much better mileage, though I have no idea what. The average price of gas was $1.137 per liter, with the lowest (not counting our commercial cardlocks in Watson Lake and Whitehorse) being Dawson Creek and Prince George at $0.999, and the highest being Lillooet at $1.299.

Ferry costs were substantial, at $687.30 for the 4 sailings. When Cathy was with me, driving the RV and Tracker on to the ferry separately saved about $50, and buying an Experience card saved about $26.

We stayed at rest areas, pullouts, parking lots and at friends’ homes for 16 nights – costing a total of $0
We stayed at a Municipal campground for 3 nights, costing a total of $100.50.
We stayed at Provincial Park campgrounds for 8 nights, costing a total of $203.00.
We stayed at a National Park campground for 3 nights, costing a total of $107.90.
We stayed at commercial campgrounds for 31 nights, costing a total of $1,133.80.
The total cost for 61 nights accommodation was $1,521.20, an average of $24.93 per night.

For more information about our overnights (pullout locations, park names and prices, etc., I’ve created a pdf (29Kb).

Attractions and tours: $536.96 – much of that was on 2 boat tours that I took without Cathy, to Hot Springs Cove at Tofino, and Princess Louisa Inlet at Egmont.

We spent $1,026.75 on restaurant meals, $225.83 on beer and wine, and $485.76 on groceries for meals we cooked ourselves (the motorhome was very well stocked with food and wine when I left home).

At the start of the trip I had some plumbing issues with the RV that I spent $203.86 on parts to fix. I had to have an exhaust hangar on the Tracker fixed in Terrace, which cost $68.95.

“Working”

I spent about 160 hours writing 64 blog posts with over 1,500 photos (of the 7,256 photos in my folders after editing). The first post of the trip was on April 28th.

The Experiences

As happened after last year’s big trip, Cathy and I have discussed what the best experiences were, and can’t even come up with a short list. Really the only place that I just wanted to get through was the Fraser Valley – it’s just too busy. Having only 3 campground reservations for the entire trip (Saanich, Long Beach, and Port McNeill) allowed us to stop and stay wherever we wanted for as long as we wanted. We averaged 167 km (104 miles) per day, slightly more than last year but still a nice pace. There really is never enough time, though. There were many places that we’d like to have stayed for a week at.

This year, unlike last year, there were no negative experiences with either wildlife or people.


Murray and Cathy fishing at Port McNeill, BC

The RV & Toad

In my summary of our 56-day trip last year, I talked about the RV and toad – those thoughts haven’t changed, but I’ll repeat some of them here.

After 2 solid months in it, Cathy and I are convinced that the motorhome we chose is perfect for us – the only thing that I plan to add is a hydraulic lift to carry my motorcycle. The motorhome is a 2007 Fleetwood Terra LX 31M, a 31-foot-long Class A with 2 slideouts. It’s powered by an 8.1-liter Chevy Workhorse gas engine, with an Allison automatic transmission with overdrive. You can see a full tour of it as well as a discussion about our lengthy shopping process here. The photo below was shot at Teslin on our first day, April 26th. I bought the kayak for this trip – it’s much more practical than the 18-foot canoe I’ve hauled around on some trips. Although Cathy bought a new Jeep Cherokee to replace the old Tracker, which she bought new in 2001, it continues to be perfect as a motorhome toad/4Γ—4, so we’re keeping it.

RV, Tracker and kayak on the road
Although I’m not finished with BC yet for this year, we’ll be in the Yukon for most of the rest of the summer.

Murray and Cathy at Kluane Lake, Yukon