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When I said chick magnet, the car salesman must have heard
chip magnet. Third windshield in five years.
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Back on the fourth day of this trip, I encountered some graffiti made of
rocks. That graffiti was primarily numeric. The rock based graffiti I saw
today reminded me quite a bit of what exists along the side of Historic
Route 66 near Cadiz, California. There a manmade berm provides a
semi-vertical "writing" surface several miles long. Here the
near vertical surface comes from cuts made to flatten the road with
the individual segments tending to be much shorter than those in
California. The graffiti itself is very similar, however.
Curiosity overcame me as I edited the photos and I just had to search for
"OLDTROUTS" and discovered
an internationally
renowned puppet theatre company based in Calgary. Sorting out a
current performance schedule is something of a challenge but I think they
may now be performing in France or somewhere else or not at all.
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I spotted this critter on the left side of the and got stopped before I'd
gone too far beyond. He or she was headed toward a wooded area well away
from the road and I watched and snapped photos until the bear was out of
sight.
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The similarity of vehicles passing each other on the Alaska Highway
varies.
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A lady at the Visitors Centre in Watson Lake had insisted on providing me
with information for my trip. An item that was actually useful was a list
of features on the road between Watson Lake and Whitehorse. She pointed
out a few items on the list and actually highlighted one. It was a short
walk, she said, to the Rancheria Falls. Or maybe she said easy walk. Or
maybe she said even a decrepit old codger like you can make this one. Even
if she didn't exactly say it, that last thing is probably what she meant.
The trail is designed for the physically
challenged and that works for me. I'm not sure those using wheelchairs
or walkers could manage it without significant effort but a fairly level
trail and boardwalk make getting to the two waterfalls rather easy even
for old codgers.
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The bridge that the two motorcyclists are about to cross is the longest on
the Alaska Highway. The seven span
Nisutlin Bay Bridge opened in 1956. it is 584 metres
long.
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The five Teslin Tlingit clans are represented by the five carved poles in
front of the
Teslin Tlingit Heritage Centre near Teslin Lake.
Inside more work from local craftsmen is on display and a video provides a
look at today's Tlingit people. The canoes are in an area where the annual
Ha Kus Teyea Celebration is held.
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As the RV in front of me started to slow, I started to pull around but
immediately changed my mind when the reason for the RV's slowing became
apparent. Traffic stopped as the black bear crossed the road and continued
into the trees.
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I ended my day in Whitehorse near the
McBride
Museum which features both natural and human history. I was tempted to
hang around for the end of the Sergeant Preston of the Yukon episode being
shown just to hear "Well, King, this case is closed." I watched
Preston often as a kid and remember that closing line fondly.
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I crossed the street to take a look at the Yukon River then walked along
it for a bit. I made it as far as the SS Klondike but didn't go on
board as it was near closing time. I did stop at the Visitor &
Information Centre where a lot of people were taking advantage of the free
WiFi.
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I'd seen Klondike
Rib & Salmon in various Whitehorse guides and when I found myself
walking right by it thought maybe I'd give it a try. People were standing
about in clusters and I asked if they were all waiting to eat. They were
but one fellow suggested a single person might get in quicker. He was part
of a group of six. I asked the hostess if there was a bar where I might
find a seat. There wasn't, she told me, but there's this and she pointed
to a two-top right by the door. Instant seating with a view. I opted for
the "World Famous Alaskan Halibut Fish & Chips" which is
also available with two or even three pieces. One was plenty and it was
delicious. The ladies in front of me ordered Bumbleberry pie and I blame
them -- and this description -- for
what happened next. Of course the ladies split
a piece while I had to go it alone. The more observant may have noticed
that I had Yukon
Brewing Red with dinner and the lighter Gold with dessert.
While I was eating groups of six to twelve approached the hostess and were
given estimated wait times of up to forty-five minute and the crowd
outside was even bigger when I left than when I arrived. The advantages of
solo travel are many.
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