The trip up to Anchorage in February 2011 involved a ferry ride from Bellingham, WA to Haines, AK. The rest I drove. The prospect of AK winter driving made me quite nervous. Outfitted with chains (heaven help the poor soul who needs those), flares, a shovel, extra gas, numerous puffy, warm coverings and boots, in case of an overnight in the truck, I was ready. Winter driving is no stranger to me. I cut my teeth navigating MN winter roads in the family station wagon. But AK winter driving is different. With temps below zero and lower and stretches a few hundred miles between services it’s a bit risky. Roads were covered in either ice or hardpack snow. 45 mph seemed my average speed. The story may be found in this old post.
They looked like this:
With healthy respect I gawked at the scenery.
This time around, in July, despite passing through some of the same terrain, it was like a whole different location. The route from Kennecott/McCarthy followed the AK Hwy. past Tok, AK to Whit ehorse, Yukon. With time ticking and a ferry in Skagway to catch I stopped to camp once and rested in Whitehorse a couple of days.
I’ve never experienced so many mosquitos. Ever. This includes growing up in MN which was nothing. Camping near Beaver Creek, YK included no leisurely reading by a camp fire. How do locals do it? Can DEET be concentrated enough?
The trees I dubbed “pipe cleaner/test-tube bottle cleaners” still stood but not covered in shape defining snow:
Look who sauntered out of the trees and onto the shoulder. (Mom disclaimer: I took this within the car from a distance. Don’t worry, mom.)
First bear I’d seen up there. Saw one in Juneau as well. Up in Anchorage, “Yogi” wrecked havoc on the trash holder where lived. Dan and Ann taught me to slam the garage door a few times, when I walking out, out just in case one was in the yard. How’s that for AM excitement? Glad I saw my first in a safe setting and not out on the trail. Though I watched a great safety video, a “pop quiz” would’ve been terrifying.
Burwash Landing, had to look up this sign. Thought the marker was silly:
Destruction Bay was a vast expanse of wind scoured, frozen water on the way up. During a leg stretcher, I recall the icy wind nearly knocking me off my feet. Funny…DB’s name stems from numerous structures being blown down during the construction of the AK Hwy. in 1942-43. A part of Kluane Lake, looks like 50 some folks call the tiny community home.
It was beautiful, open, with snowy mountains to the west. Not too windy, I could poke along the shore awhile.
The unfamiliar stretch of road to Whitehorse was pretty as well and more populated. The bustling Whitehorse and Haines Junction support more people. Most of that leg was through open, level green valleys.
Whitehorse is Yukon’s capital and largest city with 26,000+ residents. I found it really pretty and enticing. Folks were friendly, it was clean, artsy, and seems an outdoor enthusiasts mecca. I’ll bet it’s a fine place to call home. With that would come isolation, though. You’d have to fly to get anywhere out of there. Works for some.
Here is a pic of the town. The Yukon River flows past. Photo is from Wikipedia Commons, an OK to share resource for photos.
Walking around town I noted bike lockers, signs in French, old houses galore (some in poor shape and some much-loved). There were performances in the park, a walk along the river being built, great coffee shops and the obligatory Main Street lined with shops. I felt pretty comfy there.
A mural covering an entire building’s side which I fancied:
While there I traded my truck in for a sweet, off-roading, bad-a#@ vehicle:
JUST KIDDING!
I visited the Beringia Interpretive Center.
What is Beringia you might ask? A couple million years ago glaciers covered most of the Northern Hemisphere. All that water, tied up in ice, lowered sea levels by 100-150 meters. This exposed the floor of the Bering Sea and connected AK and Siberia. Beringia is another name for this area. Being too dry, no glaciers covered this area. Instead, steppe covered in grasses supported mammoths, giant short-faced bears, bison, and other extinct critters. This fascinating museum and learning center is full of dioramas, replicas of skeletons and other teaching tools. I listened to a couple lectures and watched a great film. ‘Tis well worth a visit if you’re up there.
The longest wooden fish ladder in the world, The WH fish Ladder and Dam is here. A short walk from the B& B I stayed at took me there. It closed 30 minutes prior to my arrival. A huge disappointment, I’ve yet to see an operating fish ladder. Sigh…
That’s the stretch from McCarthy, AK to Whitehorse, YK in an abbreviated form. Very abbreviated. It’s been fun looking through all these photos and my stack of maps, revisiting the route I took. How I’d love to drive the whole way up from Canada back to Anchorage. The pile of maps are being set aside, not tossed, in hopes…
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Next post, the Klondike, those crazed men looking for fortune and what they went through plus one of the prettiest highways I’ve traveled.