Not Exactly Glamping…..

Airstrips in Canada are much like those in the US…… the small ones are amenable to campers with aircraft (even ultralights like Henry’s) and they are often located in interesting spots.

Near Prince George, BC, the Beaverley airstrip is used by local skydiving enthusiasts.  A doggie day care facility is also on the property.

Dease Lake’s airstrip was more sophisticated (asphalt), and used by fire control folks, local flyers, and helicopter and fixed-wing aerial tours.

Always intriguing views from the air…..

We camped for the better part of the last week or so, which accounts for my mostly grisly appearance….  that, and being handed a fresh fish to prepare for a meal (not a challenge I willingly would take on).

At least the intrepid fisherman cleaned it…..and in such a picturesque setting.

Poaching as a cooking method did not turn out too well; the most successful meal was mixing it with breadcrumbs and olive oil for fresh fish hash (I guess).

Nothing gets wasted (at least not in this group)…… Not even when a portion of the meal ends up (unintentionally) hitting the dirt.

Sometimes as a special treat, we have a meal “out”, as we did at this cafeteria in a temporary building that is primarily intended for the loggers in the area.  Great fresh broccoli soup, by the way!

Sometimes I get to help with the heavy lifting, but Henry really enjoys doing it himself.

After all this, we found a charming B&B in Carmacks, where we have been catching up on communications and taking long hot showers.  From here, we will head north toward Dawson City, and from there to the northernmost part of Yukon and into the Northwest Territories, staying at airstrips and campgrounds over the next week or so.  We hope to find a comfortable place with internet service in Inuvik for a break before the final thrust up to Tuktoyaktuk, on the edge of the Arctic Ocean!

Just when we think we are blazing a challenging – if not new – trail, we are humbled by stories such as the one from this couple from Colombia, who are really out there…..

…. having travelled from Florida to Dawson City (now on their way back again), carrying all of their equipment and gear with them on a single motorcycle, camping out as they go.

 Yee-haw!  They admit that it is a young person’s journey.  More power to them.  We suggested they might want to try a cargo ship when they’re ready to slow down a bit.

Happy trails to all!  More (we hope) from the other side of the Arctic Circle!