Dawson

We ended up at the “Top of the World” and decided to head south. Well from here everything is south.

Due to Karen’s leg issues we have decided not to go into Alaska. The financial risk of re-injuring her calf muscle is too great even properly insured. Oh well, we decided to go up part of the “top of the World” highway to the viewpoint that overlooks the vast Dawson area. Pictures to follow when we get enough Internet bandwidth somewhere.

One of the great things about the Dawson area is that you can walk everywhere. So cane in hand Karen and I set about and did the normal sight seeing things. Two of the highlights were the Dredge #4 and a walking tour of the city.

The dredge is a National historic sight and it is HUGE. Built in 1913 it was designed and built partly in Wisconsin and Vancouver. One of the large gears is 14 feet in diameter and was too big to be shipped with the fir timbers from Vancouver. It came via sternwheeler up the Yukon River. Not only is it an engineering marvel for its time it was in use till the late 1950’s.

We did a guided walking tour of Dawson. It highlighted the strange stories and characters of the era along with access to some of the historic buildings like the Red Feather Saloon. If you ever visit Dawson make time for one of their great walking tours.

We are now heading south stopping for some fishing and an extended stay back in Whitehorse that will include dinner at the Klondike Rib and Salmon Barbecue. Can hardly wait.

On the road to Nowhere.

Kevan, Karen and Rufus.