South: It All Feels Downhill to Me.

Phew! Back within Canadian borders!  From the beautiful little seaside town of Homer we have at last made it back into the homeland and plan to spend a night in Whitehorse yet again.  About 1400km’s was covered over the past two days with a short stop to wrangle in some “z’s” about 10miles outside of Glenallen.  TheRichardson Hwy offered up some pretty awesome views of massive semi-dry riverbeds and a couple of slowly creeping glaciers.  Unfortunately when we stopped for the night near Glenallen on the Glenn Hwy the rain once again caught up with us and left us with little to amuse the eyes as we travelled north towards Tok - should have just kept on driving. From Tok it was a hop and a skip to the border which we passed through with ease. Ironically, the minute we made it across the border it was as if the skies opened up and the sun popped its head out - simply heavenly - a sharp contrast to the foreboding effects cast upon us when we had entered the United States. 

  The truck has been pestering Alex with its glaring check engine light and knocking suspension.  Tear-down and shop-time is inevitable upon return to  farm ground. 

The truck has been pestering Alex with its glaring check engine light and knocking suspension.  Tear-down and shop-time is inevitable upon return to farm ground. 

All in all our travels have been long stretched and uneventful on our way south.  We had originally intended to make our way along the Denali Hwy and then onto  the Taylor highway to Dawson City, but due to time constraints we scrapped those plans, our sense of adventure has surrendered its position in our minds to anti-climax.  Hopefully as we head down the Stewart-Cassiar we will again be excited by not-yet-seen landscapes.  As for now, we rest and recuperate for the remainder of our journey.

Adventure on!