We
were up early and I fixed coffee. We
didn’t get in too big of hurry with only 160 miles to go. Since we had no hook up, preparation for
travel was easy, inside items put away, slides in and jacks up.
We
wanted to see the hot springs before leaving. So we drove to the
trailhead. As it turns out that was the
shortest part of the trip. The hot
springs is a large pool. It is nothing
like Radium Hot Spring. The pool is
natural but has changing rooms for bathers.
The spring comes out of the ground at 53 degrees Centigrade, but another
cooler spring cools the water enough to get into. The springs do not flow into a creek. Instead they empty into a large swampy
area. There is a boardwalk above the
mushy ground. We saw two Canadian Geese
with two chicks on the walk to and from the springs.
Before
leaving I wanted to check the coolant level.
I couldn’t get the cap off the coolant tank. It is like a radiator cap, you have to press
down as you are turning. Brad and Susan
came by and Brad was finally able to get the cap off. I then filled the tank. Leaving the park was the reverse of
arriving. We had to leave the park
before hooking up the Jeep.
Once
on the road we immediately spotted some Bison.
They weren’t up yet all were lying down in a field. Later we saw two more Bison one was galloping
toward the road, so we had to stop. He
walked across the road and then started to run again as we pulled away. He wasn’t close to us but he ran for about a
hundred yards parallel with us.
Around
ten we stopped at a rest stop and shared the remaining cinnamon bun after Gerri
heated it up.
Of
course I keep a close eye on the temperature gauge. Even when climbing grades it never went over
201. I also have been keeping an eye on
the mirrors, one of the bay doors opens occasionally and we have to stop and
close it. When I shut the door it locks
but somehow the flexing of the coach springs it open.
Even
though I had over ½ tank I stopped at Contact Creek and fueled up at a station
that gives discounts to Fantasy tours. I
stopped and found one cache after we crossed into the Yukon Territory. This is a new province for my caching
stats. There were more caches along the
way, but Ben and Nancy wanted everyone in the RV Park at 1:30. The plan was to walk over to the Sign Post
Forest and put up a sign commemorated our visit. This place has row after row of signs from
all over the world. Supposedly it all
started with a soldier working on the Alaskan Highway posting a sign with the
mileage to his home town in Louisiana.
It is now a large park. It is
obvious that many people, including some in our group, come prepared with signs
they have made or stolen from their hometowns.
I found one cache in the forest and one in a part of the park outside the forest.
I found one cache in the forest and one in a part of the park outside the forest.
Back
at the RV Park I met a man that had a travel bug on his truck and fifth
wheel. He was traveling with another
couple that had one on their motorhome.
He wrote down the travel bug numbers from my Jeep and coach and we all
posted that we had discovered the other’s travel bugs.
Dinner
was provided by the tour staff. We had
what they called walking tacos.. They
had cut open bags of corn chips and as you walked past first you got the taco
meat and then choose your toppings. They
also had salad for taco salad if you preferred.
After
dinner we tried without much luck to get on the internet.
At
10:30 we went to bed even though the sun had not set.
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