Day 12 - To Dawson City, YT

Day 12 – Thursday: June 27, 2013, miles travelled: 338.0

After a great night’s sleep, 6 AM time to get up. Hauling all the gear back out to the bikes, and trying not to disturb the other occupants was difficult. Brian had to discreetly wake the host Claus to move his car (placed behind the bikes for security) so that we may move our bikes to the street.

Back to the cabin from the outside looked like someone’s back yard shed, guests were required to remove the sheets and up to the bunk I go. Coming down the bed frame/ladder I thought I was on the bottom rung. WRONG! From a couple of feet I fell crashing into the floor against the doorframe. It’s tough realizing your not 18 anymore and the bruise will remind me of this.

So, Brian met up with me at Starbuck’s in downtown Whitehorse. We parted ways only to meet up again at the gas station. Two miles up the road he headed along the Alaskan Highway. I turned north onto the Klondike Hwy.

I miss riding with Brian, having the same bike, similarly loaded, it was nice to ride with him, but he had a schedule to maintain in order to complete his Key West, FL. to Deadhorse, AK. Iron Butt certification.

Scenes from my ride to Dawson City, YT:

Had lunch at the Moose Creek Lodge. Requested a bowl of soup, however the waitress suggested a Turkey Salad Sandwich & Soup Special, I said OK. WOW! What great beef & vegetable soup and sandwich on homemade brown bread.

The sign in front is wrong, now 2-guys, 3-women:

Now Bill H. & Jonathan B, this picture is for you!

… I knew you’d like it :)

Arriving in Dawson City, 94°F, first I had to find an ice coffee, then lodging - priorities. Shared my table with a nice Swiss couple that shipped over their camper to St. John, Newfoundland, and crossed Canada, next USA, then South America. How do people do it?

Anyway, Dawson City, YT, dirt streets, western theme facades on many of the buildings:

Just had to include this building with a great name (can everyone say Pee-Buddy?).

Anyway, found a RV Park at the edge of town and secured a campsite for the night. Basically a parking lot, with large gravel stones, but it had showers and laundry facilities, and was walking distance to all the downtown offerings.

After doing laundry and etcetera’s, I walked into town for something to eat. After wards it was still hot, so I headed down to the Downtown Hotel Saloon. In through these doors I walked:

…found a seat at the bar and watched an old tradition performed. It appears they have this petrified human toe that people waitiing in line paid for their shot of whatever and $5 to swallow their drink with this toe in it! It must touch the tongue or lips and they receive a certificate… WOW!

No I didn’t, finished my drink, left without a toe certificate, and went back to camp. Met a couple from Lake Tahoe and another from Temecula, CA (Craig & Karla S.). We chatted for a while, and then it was off to my tent to catch some sleep. It’s very strange going to bed at 11 o/c PM in daylight.

Tomorrow, Top of The world Highway to Tok, AK… Back to the USA!

Lata’