Ross and I are finally settled in a TLF on post. We will stay here until we find a home, which I hope will be soon. I was able to hook up internet so I can post more often now.
OK, so let me tell y'all about the rest of our trip: Last time I posted we had made it to Whitehorse, Canada. The capital of the yukon. The day before that we were traveling to Dease Lake. A thriving city with a population of 250. Our drive was very pretty nice that day full of lots of bear sightings, 7 to be exact. At one point there was a bear standing in the middle of the road. I was so excited because I was able to get a good picture. We mostly saw small black bears, one baby cub that was so stinking cute. AND we saw a grizzly...it was huge compare to the black bears. I tried to get a picture but it is kind of far away. Night fell quickly on our drive because we were traveling much farther north than we had been. About an hour away from Dease Lake we got a flat tire on the trailer. Luckily we had a spare, but still it was nerve wracking that Ross was changing a tire, in the pitch black night, on a day where we had seen seven bears! I was on lookout but black bears, in black surrounding everything...needless to say the bear would be upon us before I could have spotted it. Praise the Lord, we had no bear run-ins! We got to Dease Lake around 11 pm. There were two hotels in the city of 250 so we figured getting a room would be no problem...we were wrong. We wound up stay in some rooms that were above a pub. The place was nice enough once we got the heater working.
We left the next morning bright and early. Our drive was about seven hours long to Whitehorse from Dease Lake, so we thought we would have an easy day. This was not so. About an hour into our drive we got another flat tire on the trailer. We used the only spare we had the night before, and we were about an hour each way between Dease Lake and another town Watson Lake. The plan we came up with was to drop Jeff's trailer (Jeff is our roommate from Georgia who moved to Alaska with us too) and he and I went to Watson Lake to buy a tire. Ross wrote down all the specifications and we were off on the two hour journey there and back to get the tire. When we got to Watson Lake, the unfriendly tire shop owner told us we needed to know how many lug-nuts were on the tire...we had no idea. So we bought two tires, one with 5 and one with 6 spots for the lug-nuts. And we drove back to Ross. We get there all excited for the trip to continue on. We put the new tire on, we put Jeff's trailer back on the hitch and we are off. The plan being to take the tire we didn't need back to Watson Lake and get a spare with the right rim, AND to eat lunch because we hadn't eaten all day. But our plans rarely work out the initial time Ross and I try to do anything, 5 minutes after we started driving again...another flat!!! So Jeff and I take off again, and Ross gets the trailer set up for a quick tire change when we get back. We buy two tires this time, change both of the remaining tires on the trailer and hit the road. We made it the rest of the way to Whitehorse with no hiccups. And it was actually a huge blessing in disguise that we had flat tires when we did. Tire shops in Canada are few and far between. We were very lucky to only be 50 minutes away from one. If we had just driven a little longer before the flat we could have easily been 3 hours away from the nearest tire shop. So God was looking out for us!
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