 Log cabin motel in Dawson City |
 Log cabins from the gold rush days. Notice the food storage hut up on stilts away from critters. |
 Robert Service, the famous poet of the north, lived in Dawson City for a few years. |
 Robert Service's log cabin is now a national landmark/museum. |
 Another log cabin in Dawson City is named after Jack London. He actually never made it to Dawson City as he contracted scurvy on the long journey up the Yukon River. |
 Dawson City Victorian-style "log cabin." |
 View from the top of Keno Hill. Keno is an old silver mining town about 3 hours southeast of Dawson. |
 Signposts at top of Keno Hill. Madrid: 4700 mi. We'll be in Madrid mid-nov 2002. Think there'll be a sign to Keno? |
 Another view from top o' Keno HIll. |
 Just like we always say, "Poppy Rocks!" |
 Another old saying, "Dot Rocks!" |
 Pretty scenery near Keno. |
 Old mining road at Keno Hill. |
 Highway near Keno. Notice the traffic, the fumes, the noise... |
 Top of the World Highway between Dawson City and Alaska. |
 U.S./Canadian Border at the Top of the World Highway Summit. Each country has a lovely, green, official shed. |
 Chicken Poop (outhouses) in Chicken, Alaska. Chicken is a ridiculously overhyped tourist rest-stop along Top O' World Highway. |
 They say, "if you love your husband, take him to Chicken." Well, let's just say, "if you love your wife, get a coffee and get the hell out quick!" |
 Life-like figurines at the Beaver Creek, Yukon and Alaska border. |
 Paul threatens miner with a knuckle sandwich in quest of gold. |
 Dot prepares yet another fine native meal inside Poppy. They ate veggie dogs and cheddar back in gold rush days, right? |
 View from Haynes Junction, Yukon. |
 One fine morning, much to our surprise, two adolescent grizzlies padded out toward us on the road. |
 In search of the perfect blueberry patch, they decided to split up. |
 "Is that Mom calling us?" |
 "Mom can wait. Look, blueberries!" |
 Busted! |
 "Gotta run. Beary nice knowin' ya!" Ouch. |