Today I traveled about 6 1/2 hours, 562 kilometers = 349 miles.
You might notice that I did not mention visiting the big cities of Haines, Whitehorse, Ft. Nelson, Dawson Creek, Prince George etc. I am NOT a fan of cities, even relatively smaller ones and would much rather spend my time basking in the scenery and wildlife of the more remote areas. So I just sailed right past those cities and made stops for scenery at the many pull-outs, rest stops, etc. You know, time to stop and smell the roses! Or the frozen fireweed, I should say!
Slightly over an hour after leaving Charlie Lake this morning, I finally reached Mile 0 on the Alaska Highway, which is at Dawson Creek.
http://www.hellobc.com/dawson-creek.aspx
I then turned southwest on highway 97, aiming for Prince George. [On my journey up to Alaska in August going the other way, I had turned west at Prince George towards Kitwanga and the Cassiar Highway.] So going this way on the return journey gave me a different route and enabled me to complete the Alaska Highway journey in reverse. The Cassiar Highway is also much more remote and less traveled at this time of year, which was a consideration for me.
About an hour southwest of Dawson Creek on Hwy 97 is Chetwynd. It is a must-stop. At least drive around and look. It is known for the many carved statues that are EVERYWHERE around the town.
http://www.discoverthepeacecountry.com/htmlpages/chetwynd.html
Lunch time was in Prince George, then on down the road. No cities for me!
When I arrived this evening in Quesnel, I experienced the second (or maybe it was third, I’ve lost track) hiccup of the trip. It was very cold and I could not get the heat to work in my T@b. After walking to a place to eat, coming back and still not able to make it work and being very cold, I decided to pull up and go to a hotel for the night. There was one nearby that allowed pets too, so we pulled into the parking lot, went inside and got a room. What a change to sleep in a regular bed, take a bath in a bathtub and do some laundry down the hallway! Burrito and Oreo seemed to enjoy having more room to roam in the room and we all enjoyed a different kind of night. I could worry about getting the heat fixed later. [When I got home, I took my T@b trailer in to Holiday World of Dallas for service. They diagnosed the problem with the heat as a blown fuse. Now I know. I had spare fuses for the inverter box, but not for that, and wouldn’t have even known where to check that particular fuse as it is underneath the bench where the Alde heater is.]