Day 13 - May 3 - I'M LONG GONE TO THE YUKON

After two days at Dease Lake we saw no signs or heard any mention that an actual lake existed so as we left this morning we drove about 5 kilometres out of town in the direction the chambermaid indicated and, sure enough, there it was. Just couldn't leave without verification.

Once again the lonely, almost empty road undulated slowly through the mountains of northern BC. 

One last magnificent view of the snow-capped mountains greeted us before the landscape widened and the mountains slipped behind us.

Sadly as we approached the northern border there's about 25 kilometres of previously devastated forest in varying degrees of regeneration. Nice to see them coming back but so sad to realize this happens every year in this province (and many others as well).

The Yukon does borders in awesome fashion. We have arrived on three different occasions and the welcome sign embraces you every time. Bravo Yukon!

Their city signs aren't bad either.

The Sign Post Forest in Watson Lake houses signs from the hometowns of travellers from around the world. The tradition began during the Alaska Highway project in 1942 when a lonely U.S. soldier spent time in Watson Lake recovering from an injury. Asked to repair and erect the directional signposts, he added a sign that indicated the direction and mileage to his hometown, Danville, Illinois. Others followed suit and continue to do so today. There are over 100,000 signs there today.

We had to visit because in September 2018 Karen and I made our own sign and erected it. We were determined to find it but with 100,000 to choose from we knew we'd be there awhile. The only thing I remembered was it was near a front-end loader or some type of road grading equipment. Well that won't still be there...or will it? The machinery is all vintage equipment from the building of the Alaska Highway so it proudly remains. I also had brought with me (on my phone) the photo I had taken when we placed the sign. Lucky no one was there with us because Karen was off on her own search when I started shouting at the top of my lungs. Wow! What are the chances?!

We have developed a nasty habit of running our gas tank to near empty so desperately needed a fill. It wasn't as bad as in Dease Lake (where we thankfully did not get gas) but was still a new high for us. I don't believe I have ever spent this much to fill any vehicle.

We're only here for a very short time so must enjoy what we can.

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Long Gone To The Yukon

Day 12 - May 2 - MAKING A LITTLE SOMETHING OUT OF WHAT WE THOUGHT WAS NOTHING

Dease Lake is the last major centre (though it's impossible to imagine this tiny community as a major anything) before the Alaska Highway when driving northbound in British Columbia. The name of the lodge in which we are staying comes from its location on the Continental Divide where water drainage is divided between the Pacific Ocean and the Arctic Ocean.

The rooms have a rustic charm and are quite comfortable with free wi-fi and ROKU TV.

The hallways in the lodge are like an art gallery, the log building featuring beautiful handmade craftsmanship bringing boutique style with a log cabin flare. I must say though, I have mixed emotions about the murdered stuffed wildlife heads mounted on the walls.

It seemed, by any internet research I did, there was nothing to do in Dease Lake. There's lots a fair distance away but nothing right here. Fate stepped in when we ran into the chambermaid this morning. She was a charming young lady from Germany who was familiar with the area so pointed us to the Allan Lake Recreational Area about a kilometre from the lodge. Perfect. We didn't want to drive anywhere today.

Allan Lake is a popular spot for camping and fishing, neither of which particularly appeal to me. Located on the Bonaparte Plateau, the higher elevation apparently provides a nice place to escape the summer heat. I'll have to take their word for that. It was a nice spot for a hike.

The lake loop trail is just under 5 kilometres. We only managed to do about half of it because the trail was very soggy in spots and/or was blocked or extremely hazardous due to snow and ice. We did about 4 kilometres out and back where the trail was manageable. These impediments actually added to the visual appeal quite substantially.

Dease Lake Super A Foods is a snap shot of the community. The vehicles pretty much say it all. One of these is probably not a local.

This place is the winner for scary gas prices. 260.9 for regular is the highest we've seen on this trip...so far! I expect that's not the upper limit. I am biting my tongue refusing to comment on the reason for this atrocity. 

There's nothing we can do about it so it will not dampen our spirits or enthusiasm. We're loving this adventure!

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Day 11 - May 1 - LAST STOP IN BC

Today and tomorrow are our last days in British Columbia so it's only fitting today started nicely and turned into a lovely day. We left late because Dease Lake is not too far from here.

The mountain scenery leaving Bell II was awe-inspiring as it always is but the snow adds another dimension to it all.

Quite a wide variance with the lakes as we changed altitudes several times. Though the waters changed the temperature remained fairly constant around 9 degrees.

There is just something so captivating about BC's mountains. It's impossible not to enjoy your day.

As we arrived in Dease Lake the vista opened up and the mountains ultimately seemed to fade from our earlier drive. The perfect sky made everything look perfect.

There's not much around here so we'll have to wait and see what tomorrow brings - or doesn't bring.

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Day 10 - April 30 - FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS

Today was a great day - the scenery was better than yesterday - the weather not so much. The temperature was fine but it was overcast and rained on and off most of the time. We left Burns Lake and passed through Smithers about an hour and a half later. I see a pattern forming here. What kind of trip is this?

The Highway of Tears is a 719 kilometre corridor of highway 16 between Prince George and Prince Rupert in British Columbia. It has been the location of crimes against many women and the phrase was coined during a vigil held in Terrace, BC in 1998. Florence Naziel was thinking of the victims' families crying over the loss of their loved ones when the phrase came to her. There is a disproportionately high number of Indigenous women on the victims list so the highway has a strong association with the Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women movement. The highway passes by Hazelton where we were this morning.

Historic Old Hazelton remains much like the original settlement founded in 1866. It was closed but we did wander the grounds exploring. It reminded us very much of the museum in Charlotte on Haida Gwaii complete with the overcast sky and drizzle.

We have a very similar photo to this one from our trip here in 2024. It's a great place to stop if for no other reason than a photo. Isn't it funny how every time you're standing there with your phone held high above your head looking like an idiot trying to take a selfie someone steps up and offers to take the photo for you?

From that junction of BC highway 16 (the Yellowhead Highway) and highway 37 we headed north toward the Yukon, now in northern British Columbia.

At Meziadin Junction, things got really interesting for us...we have not been to this part of BC before! As if to help us celebrate, a bear scooted up a hill on the side of the road. I backed up just in time to catch him as he turned as if to say, "What do you want?"

It was evident we were ascending as we made our way north. We had an overnight stop in mind because accommodations here are few and far between. However, we were not in any hurry as we enjoyed the mountain scenery immensely. There is still quite a bit of snow left in some areas. Several feet in spots.

So who here has heard of Bell II? Anyone? Bell II? Anyone? It's an unincorporated community in the Skeena Mountains of northwestern BC. The name derives from being located at the second bridge crossing of the Bell-Irving River. In addition to being a pitstop on the Stewart-Cassiar Highway headed to the Yukon and Alaska, Bell II is a large heliskiing area. The lodge there is gorgeous. Moderately expensive with almost no amenities, the internet is painfully slow but the lodge rooms are comfortable and cozy. Our unit, one of four in a cabin complex, is the one on the bottom left of the photo, the Mink. It might be noisy and annoying at times but now is certainly not one of them. We're the only ones in this one.

A wonderful spot indeed. This posting took about two hours to set up and load (SLOW wi-fi) so I sincerely hope you enjoy it.

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Day 9 - April 29 - ON THE ROAD AGAIN

Today was a travel day. We are making our way north to the Yukon. Not in any hurry. Taking our time and enjoying everything. BC is a large province. We passed through Vanderhoof, the Geographic Centre of British Columbia. We have travelled this route before so are covering ground we have seen before. Same will be true tomorrow as we continue our northern journey.

It was apparent we were starting to ascend, gradually, and I know tomorrow we will enjoy some real mountain scenery. As we approached Burns Lake we decided to stop for today. We had nothing booked but found the place we stayed in 2024. A two-level hotel; should be reasonably quiet for one night.

The day had started cloudy and cool but by the time we arrived in Burns Lake around 4PM it was sunny and nearly 20 degrees C. A great day for a drive.

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Day 8 - April 28 - IT'S A TURN DOWN DAY, AND I DIG IT

The title, from a 1966 song by the Cyrkle, refers to a relaxing day. A 4 kilometre neighbourhood hike was well-timed as a spitting of rain started just as we returned to the homestead. The rest of the day was pretty much an opportunity for us to enjoy one another's company and prepare to leave tomorrow morning.

Once again, a big thank you to Dave and Christy. It's been a fabulous visit and your choice for yesterday's excursion was spot on.

Tomorrow we head into the unknown - not because of where it is, we are following a route over the next two days that we did on our BC visit in 2024. The unknown is we have no idea where we will land. Nothing is booked we're just hoping for the best. 

Stay with us. We're only a week and a day into this epic northern adventure.

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Day 7 - April 27 - BE HONEST. DOES THIS LOOK LIKE BC TO YOU?

Rose Lake is northeast of the city of Williams Lake in the Cariboo Region of BC. It has been home to Dave and Christy for nearly 40 years now. Karen and I went to high school with Dave so we've known him for almost 60 years. Now that we all feel absolutely ancient, we thank them for putting us up and putting up with us for a few days.  I was up early this morning to watch the sunrise and with a little bit of photo magic came up with this shot. The perfect start to any day.

We got a mid-morning start to our journey to Farwell Canyon.

Farwell Canyon is located about an hour southwest of Williams Lake. About a third of that journey is on a wicked, gravel road riddled with hairpin switchback curves. Fortunately I do not suffer from car sickness. Dave's Tundra handled the task admirably.

We were designated so on Haida Gwaii in 2018, then reunited at their home in 2024, so it was so nice to have The Explorers together again.

Danger lurks at every turn so caution and focus are required...just don't get gtoo close to the edge!

The canyon is a stunning desert-like landscape in the Chilcotin region. It's hard not to be awe-struck looking. Be honest. If I showed you this photo would BC even be on your Top Ten list for location guess?

What a wonderful day!

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