We didn’t do much exploring when we got to Dawson City. We figure we’ll do that during the Dust 2 Dawson festivities after tackling the Dempster Highway. We stocked up on food, water, and gas (6 packages of ramen noodles for $2); met an interesting fella from Old Crow, an aboriginal village accessible only by plane; then started our journey on the Dempster at around 7:00pm.
We met these guys at the gas station, Manuel from Germany and Mira from Sarnia, Ontario. They weren’t sure whether or not their station wagon is going to make it all the way to Inuvik and back. They’re going to give it a shot anyway.
I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins once again. I love how we had no intention of riding the Dempster, and then all of a sudden, here we are doing it. I did a lot of research and asked a ton of questions about the Dalton prior to riding on it. As for the Dempster, we are totally winging it. Like I said before, sometimes you just gotta say @%$! it and make your move.
The highway was named after William J. Dempster of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. The road conditions are similar to the gravel sections of the Dalton.
It’s astonishing to see all this land barely untouched by humans. Isn’t it amazing how all major cities in the world used to look like this before they came about? Truly we have come a long way.
Much of the highway follows an old dog sled trail used by William Dempster himself while he was on patrol
We camped off to the side of the road and within seconds it was swarming with mosquitoes. It was so bad we had to run around in circles every 5 seconds while we were setting up our tent. We counted at least 50 that found their way underneath the rain fly trying to get at us.
Back at it again.
Deep into the wilderness.
Take it as it comes.