In July and August of 2002 we traveled from Las Vegas, NV to Alaska and back. Two months and 9000 miles. We had a great time but were really ready to sleep in a bed that did not move by the time we got back.
We had a 26 ft Wilderness RV trailer pulled by a Dodge Durango equipped with the V8 engine and auto Trans. We had one problem, 90 miles from home on the 4th of July. The day we left. Large amounts of Smoke coming from under the Durango and when we stopped, it would not move any further. Tow truck came out, loaded the Durango on the flat bed, hooked the trailer behind and delivered us to an RV Park in St. George, UT and the Durango to the local Dodge dealer with a note under the wiper with our cell phone nr. We had the transmission serviced just before leaving and the dealer had not reconnected one line security. It had blown off and sprayed transmission fluid allover the cat converter. Lucky no fire or our trip would have been cut short. The dealer in St. George found the problem and had it fixed before I even called him the next morning. They picked us up and we were on our way by 9AM.
This is Lake Louise in Banff National Park. Yes, that is an ice berg floating in it. There is a glacier at the far end away from the lodge that breaks off(calves) into the lake. The staff has a pool going as to when the next berg will calf from the glacier.
We met up with our tour at this point and
traveled with the group throughout Alaska.
Highly recommend doing so for anyone on their first trip.
Following the Alaska Highway we traveled from Dawson Creek to the Yukon Territory frontier.
Then back into the USA and Alaska. Yes, we had to clear US Customs at the Alaskan border. Raisen, our chocolate cocker spaniel, went with us on the trip.
We crossed many graceful bridges.
We saw numerous streams and rivers. The one on the right is the Yukon River. We took a river boat ride up it just like the Gold Rush miners did.
We saw huge grizzly bear
The town of Chicken,
Alaska was to be named
Ptarmigan but according to legend,
no one knew how to spell it so
they just called it Chicken instead.
Actually we had very few of them.
The only place they were a
problem was in one campground
in British Columbia as we were
returning home through Vancouver
Sea otters and sea lions kept us amused on a cruse to a ocean fronted glacier. Orca whales were hunting in this area but the otters did not seem concerned. The sea lions stayed safely on ice bergs to avoid becoming a meal.
We were high on a road on the side of a mountain when we saw this caribou (Reindeer) running in the stream below. Apparently they run in water to keep the biting flies off. The water splashing up discourages the flies.
Our guide stated that he had never seen such perfect
viewing conditions before
Some of the flowers we saw during the trip. There were not al that many.
This is the actual color with no “photo-shopping done to the photo.
In fact, quite a bit of rain.
Ms. and Raisen Skunk in
their foul weather gear.
This is the grave of “Soapy” Smith. One of the greatest con-artists in the Klondike. He operated out of Skagway. He was so slippery, the town elders would not allow him to be buried in the town cemetery. He is buried just outside its border.