welcome to alaska

Oi!

Hard driving today, covered over 800 km, 200 or so over mostly unpaved roads. Still looking over Lulu (I named our RV) for signs of bits falling off, cause I know I feel like I had a few things break. When there are so many potholes in the road you have at least one wheel in one at any given time, its hard to keep the ride smooth...it kinda looked like a 100 mile long game of whack-a-mole.



But we are officially in Alaska, crossed the border and had a very nice chat with the border agent, who seem mostly bored rather than interrogational. his little shack is 4,500 or so feet up after crossing the Yukon River at Dawson with a sign that says "population: 2." We drovw the "Top of the World Highway" - I can see how it got its name. Even above the tree line it’s beautiful, I get the feeling that word might lose some meaning by the end of this adventure, since everything is.



While in Dawson we did the tourist thing - cruised the 2 block long main drag, walked along the river just enjoying the sunlight and breathtaking views. We also stopped and did a tour of the Jack London Museum (at my request). Got to see the original cabin London used while living in the Yukon. Which was apparently lost to history for some 60 odd years, until the locals felt like mentioning that they’d known where it was all along..



It’s 9:40pm local and we’ve been driving and touristing since 6:45am, including the time change. so we are going to eat mac & cheese then hit the hay. nighty night.