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We returned without gold, but with lots of great memories, from our fabulous —
You can't really say you've "Seen Canada" until you've seen the Yukon. Leastways, that's how we figured it. So early August of 2004 found us heading north, via — what else? — Air North, to Whitehorse, where our travels by rental car and foot started.
The weather for the next two weeks was very kind: sunny and hot. On the downside, however, was the number of active and dying forest fires, which for much of the time restricted what would otherwise have been magnificent views. You'll see this in the photos.
A typical Yukon panorama: somewhere south of Whitehorse.
Our first few days were spent in Whitehorse, the capitol — lots to see, do, and eat there! We also took time to drive south-west to Skagway, Alaska, the start of the Chilkoot Trail to the '98 gold fields, and home of the spectacular White Pass & Yukon Railroad.
Whitehorse's MacBride Museum, where we watched an energetic reading of Robert Service's poetry. That's Sam McGee on the right!
Right: Entering Miles Canyon, on the Yukon R. just south of Whitehorse. A formidable obstacle for miners in home-made craft trying to get up-river to the claims.
Left: Maneuvering the Canyon narrows. In gold rush days (before a dam was built) the walls were three times as high!
From Whitehorse we drove north 320 miles to Dawson City, heart of the gold rush. In Dawson, our B&B hostess was ... well, wait'll you see the photo! Whilst there we had, of course, to drive along the creek where the initial gold claim was made. Believe it or not, there are still a number of hopefuls digging and sluicing, while living in beat-up trailers. I guess gold fever never really dies !
Carcross. Midway between Skagway and Whitehorse, a rest stop for miners after the horrors of the Chilkoot Pass.
Left: Carcross General Store — the oldest in the Yukon. Inside, we were lucky enough to find ...
Right: ... a grizzled, weather-beaten miner. No, sorry, it's Margaret buying a postcard of the miner!
Three views of the White Pass and Yukon R.R., completed in 1900 as an alternative mode of travel from Skagway to Whitehorse. In just 20.4 miles the track climbs almost 3,000 feet to the summit of White Pass, on the Alaska - British Columbia border.
Tracy, our B&B hostess, was the star of Diamond Tooth Gertie's Gambling Hall, Dawson's casino and burlesque House! (No, she didn't give me breakfast in bed, worse luck.)
Left: Firesmoke cover on our first morning in town. (Dawson had been surrounded by forest fires only a month previously.)
... but it brightened up a bit later. Most sidewalks are actually boardwalks; Dawson streets have never been paved!
Margaret—trashing our vacation budget at Diamond Tooth Gertie's!
Bonanza Creek (where the gold rush started). Margaret trying to find enough gold to pay for her postcards!
Left: The "Keno", last of the Yukon River paddlewheelers, dry-docked in Dawson City.