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.
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| 235 km |
Back
at it again.
Deep
into the wilderness.
Take
it as it comes.
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