The problem with telling all 3 of your blog followers that they can follow along on your trip to the Yukon is that there’s hardly ever any cell coverage! Here’s a report from the road.

What we’ve seen:

Forests. So beautiful. Joy bringing! We’ve moved from the forests on Vancouver Island to the true boreal forest in all of its vastness. Such joy! And its complicated joy interspersed with the grief of ragged clear cuts scarring the mountainscapes and one close brush with a fire. It burned on one side of the highway while on the other side, right beside us, a water bomber loaded up from the mighty Skeena River. There were lots of fire fighting personnel there. We should all be grateful to them.

So. Many. Whales. We took the inside passage to Prince Rupert and saw so many whales we lost count. Mostly humpback. I would say they were cavorting. Out there having fun. I am so happy to see them.

Mountains. They’re getting taller. We see snow up there now.

Totem poles. We were in a village full of totem poles. Gitanyow. Amazing. Spooky.

Quiet. It’s so quiet. As I say that I’ll make it a lie by saying I hear owls at night. I hear the flapping wings of birds.
Every once in a while, I’ve heard little kids laughing so hard—a fantastic sound.

Fishing. Although so far my record is terrible, I still love it and my casting is improving.

Rivers. I had no idea how big the Skeena is. It makes me realize that Canada is so big, there are massive rivers we barely know about.

My new saying is, “when you’re towing a trailer, you’re always close to home.”

Here are a couple of random pics. I’ll post again.