Blog for July 16, 2006
A very short drive today, only 122 miles, and we were part of the work crew that left at 7 a.m. Actually 6:45 a.m.. “JJ”, our Leader, says that we will leave at 7 a.m. and then proceeds to say that he will be ready and at the exit at 6:45 a.m. and when all of us get there we will leave. So guess what time we left? Five units (the work crew) left right at 6:45 a.m.
It was a beautiful drive with only several small stretches of highway that was gravel or under construction.
Heading down a grade through a dusty patch of gravelly highway.
At about 50 miles we all stopped at an overlook to stretch our legs.
This formation reminded us of New Hampshire because…
there is a profile of a person on Indian Head Mountain.
Expansive view of the Northern Canadian Rockies - with Airstreams. We were third in line.
Another gravelly part in the road.
And finally, the highlight of today’s drive, Tetsa River and the Cinnamon Bar that serves World-famous cinnamon buns.
We all stopped at the Cinnamon Bar and the buns were simply delicious!
Testa River bridge where we all wondered what this man was doing. He had a big grin on his face as we passed by.
Testa River
Summit Lake at Summit Pass, the highest summit on the Alaska Highway (4,250 ft.)
Driving down from Summit Pass. See the little Airstreams at center right?
We had been cautioned that along this stretch of road there may be Stone sheep and sure enough - there was mama with a lamb on the side of the hill. Stone sheep resemble big-horned sheep but are smaller.
Knobby mountain view.
As we travel, JJ, who drives first, alerts us, via CB radio, of upcoming road conditions and wildlife sightings. We had been alerted to the presence of a bear on the side of the road and…
when we got there, about 10 seconds later, there it was.
The Racing River at the base of some magnificent mountain views.
Racing River
Traveling the Alaska Highway
We are arriving in Toad River situated in a picturesque valley and…
waiting to get our campsite location at the Poplars Campground.
This evening we had a campfire. That’s JJ, our leader in the light blue shirt, and a volunteer “fireman”, Charlie Gallardo, who was responsible for building the fire.
Charlie lighting the fire in several different places.
JJ adding to the conflagration.
Eight Airstreams tightly packed. Frederick was a “parker”.
Pano of our group sitting around the campfire.
Our cook-out dinner - taco salad.
Dan, owner of the campground, giving us information about the area.
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