Day Three - Rotten Eggs

We slept in a little. According to the time change it was 8:30. It was a cool and drizzly morning, and we were feeling stiff and unmotivated. Rick had checked over the car and noticed one of the tires was low. So at 9:30 we headed back to Teslin to see if we could find some air. No such luck. We did find a can of stop leak, shot that in, and had breakfast at the local restaurant. The meal was nothing to write home about.

We hit road as the rein began to pick up. Once again we hit road construction that lasted about 12 miles or so. Rick joked that there wouldn’t be any paint left on the bottom of the car. It was raining hard enough to keep things wet, but not enough to wash all the dirt of the car. The scenery was only vague silhouettes of mountains in the fog.

On we drove seeing nothing too significant. At about 1:30 the rain stopped for twenty minutes. This gave us the opportunity to notice that there were less black spruce and more white. These were fuller in contrasts and much more visually pleasing than the other.

Our wildlife count for the day was a moose, two geese, a black bear, several bison and some free range horses. All enjoyed the first growth of green grass along the side of the road.

The banks were also lined with rock art. Hundreds of messages were written in rock along the road that stretched for dozens of miles. According to the Milepost, this tradition was started by the Watson Lake swim team in 1990 and reminiscent of the inukshuks. Inukshuks were stone figures built by the Inuit people to serve as landmarks.

We made several stops along the way despite the rain. We stopped in Nugget City to check out a gift shop and buy some ice. We stopped at the visitor center in Watson Lake and toured the exhibits depicting how the Alaskan Highway was built. Hopefully I will write more on that later. Besides make the pit stops for animal viewing, we stopped at the Laird River to check out the Cranberry Rapids.

The highlight of the day was our stop at the Laird Hotsprings. We were luck enough to get the second to the last room at the Liard Hotsprings Lodge. A family that we have unintentionally been caravanning with got the last. We were very glad because even though we had only traveled 300 miles today, we didn’t want to go any further. The reason we wanted to stay; why the hotsprings of course. Even though it was raining we made the 10 minute walk along the boardwalk to partake in nature’s hot tub. It didn’t smell the best (unless you like the smell of hard boiled eggs) but it sure felt great. Since we are staying, Rick will be able to make use of them again in the morning. With that, we are looking forward to a good nights sleep.