Friday, July 9, 2010
The weather is perfect and you can tell Vancouver is really enjoying it
We've stopped in at the Yaletown Brewing Co for lunch and beers. Certainly
the best Canadian beer of the trip!
After this back to Seattle and the conclusion of the trip.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
hwy towards Vancouver. Certainly one of the cooler drives othe whole trip.
We stopped at the Nairn Falls campground just outside of Whistler.
We decided to make the hike (about 2mi) to the falls from the camp, but
didn't realize that it actually gets dark here, so we had quite the
nightime hike (no flashlights) back to camp.
Right now we are celebrating the last night with steaks, jiffy pop, and a
canadian version of a west coast pale ale.
We are kings.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
this is our most expensive camping night of the trip! Con artists here!
Fire is going, and dinner will be soon. Although it's 10:30pm it's still
not dark, but this is the closest to it that we've seen in a long time.
It's like a really long twilight or dusk.
Tomorrow through Prince George, then see how far south we can go. We are
still debating if we can go thru Vancouver or not. Depends on where we end
Time for dinner! Cheers!
down the Cassiar, stopping for lunch by a river just south of Dease Lake.
The hwy was really nice, much more scenic then the route we took up. It was
a cell dead zone the whole way though, so this is the first chance I've had
today to connect.
Tonight we'll be camping just outside of Smithers, BC. We think we'll be
getting into camp around 9:30ish, then setting up a fire to cook some
We have high hopes that we might actually have a sunset tonight! I'm
excited to see the night again.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
This place is a good deal, includes free firewood, showers, and wifi for $15 a night!
Today was a big haul, doing about 550 miles, and we lost an hour because of the time change going over the border into Canada, so it looks like we are going to hit the sack early tonight.
Onward to the Cassiar highway tomorrow!
Canada border, we hit the road this morning and made the 350 mile drive to
Whitehorse, Yukon. We decided to make our first fast food meal of the trip
at an A&W, since they are everywhere in Canada, and we know we'll be
getting to our next camp rather late tonight as we have another 200 miles
Monday, July 5, 2010
After this we'll hit the road, find the glacier, then see how far we can drive tonight.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
On the way in we stopped at the Exit Glacier in Kenai Fjords National Park. There's a nice easy hike from the visitor center to the edge of the glacier. The glacier was awesome up close, but we're told you can get even closer to the Matanuska Glacier, so we are going to try that tomorrow.
Seward was totally insane with 4th of July festivities. We had planned on trying to camp there but there was no way to even drive into town, let alone find a campsite.
Instead we headed back up the highway and ended up at the Quartz Creek campground which is between Quartz Creek and Kenai Lake. We did some fishing on the lake and I caught a nice rainbow trout.
Right now we're grilling sausages and drinking Alaskan beers.
Happy 4th of July!
Then on to Anchorage for another free hotel points stay (our last hotel of the trip). We went out for some great beers and pizza at Moose's Tooth Brewing. Just finished up a load of laundry and soaking my mosquito-chewed legs in calamine. Tomorrow we take off for Seward for Fourth festivities and the Exit Glacier.
Friday, July 2, 2010
We drove into the park as far as you can go, to the Savage River trail head. After hiking in a ways looking for the stream we found out about from a guy at the visitor's center, we stopped for some photos. Unfortunately, Jeff mistook a pile of loose shale for a solid step and did a somersault down the hillside. To his credit, he ended the fall by digging his hand (holding an Alaskan Brewing Amber beer) into the ground like an ice axe.
This sorta ended our hike as Jeff had to add several bandages to his hand. But on the way out, a park ranger pointed us to the stream that had seen good fishing. Ever the trooper, Jeff led the way to the stream, where I managed to snag my second fish ever (thanks again for the poles Christian! Rapala wins again. And I, uh, owe you one lure, so far). It was a little grayling, but who cares, I was having a great time.
We left and after an amazing drive south through the mountains (finally getting to see what I imagined Alaska looking like) we set up camp at Trapper Creek. Then we left for a 60 mile round trip to Talkeetna for dinner at the West Rib Cafe and Pub. We hadn't eaten lunch so Jeff's salmon sandwich and my bacon cheeseburger went quick (seriously one of the best burgers I've ever had. If you ever come here splurge and get the "fat ass sauce" which is sour cream, minced bacon and jalapeño, and secret spices).
As we finished up, a guy came over to ask me if my 24 Hours of Lemons t-shirt was a random purchase or if I actually raced. This turned into a half-hour discussion about our Lemons team and how he and the president of his Alaskan car race club want to adopt the Lemons rules for an Alaska series. Really a great day all around.
So back to camp now. We are heading to Wasilla tomorrow to see the view of Russia and then finally get to Anchorage!
Last night while washing the Jeep (which looks surprisingly clean right now) we met a family on their 20th wedding anniversary doing an Alaskan Road Trip. You can see their adventures at: http://celebrating20.blogspot.com/
Thursday, July 1, 2010
We stopped at the Arctic Circle line and traded picture-taking duties with a couple from Minnesota driving a truck and towing matching Triumph Scrambler bikes.
The road is traveled year-round by semi-trucks hauling goods and gas from Fairbanks to the North Slope. I was passed while driving the speed limit (50 mph) by a tanker truck. Later on I learned an important Dalton Highway lesson when I failed to pull over as far as possible and slow down for an oncoming truck that kicked a rock into our windshield. One inch higher and it would have cleared the Jeep; instead a 4" crack split two ways and eventually went all the way across.
Jeff drove the return leg which involved lots of rain and mud, and a near-miss on running out of gas (I put 19.6 gallons into the 20 gallon tank when we coasted into the first station back in civilization. Entirely my fault).
So now we are at the Silver Gulch brewery enjoying some drunk annoying loud ladies and IPAs with no hops (seriously, the far north has NO IDEA what they are doing with beer). My beer cheese soup is here, so I am gone.