YUKON RIVER DAY 4

Day 4 was a very long day. We traveled 110 km. Our goal that day was Carmacks, which we reached. We were so tired when we arrived we basically just staggered out of the canoes and up to the snack shack. We started out the day with a head wind, but it quickly eased up and overall we had another fabulous day.

We found this old canoe, actually only about 2/3 of it. The beavers have started to build a dam around it.

Brian and Ray just taking it easy.

The highlight of the day for Brian and I was seeing this young moose. We had decided to take a short cut - a smaller diversion out of the main channel. We were quietly paddling through - actually we were racing because we really wanted to beat everyone else to the other end - when this moose came stumbling out of the bush. She lost her footing and slipped on the edge of the bank, then decided to just lumber into the river. Brian and I became very quiet and just floated along on the river. She had no idea we were there. She was playing in the water - putting her head in and tossing it around in the water. Suddenly she looked up and saw us, but clearly had no idea that people could be dangerous. She watched us, took a few steps towards us, watched us some more, then scrambled up the bank before turning to watch us again. All the while we were getting closer and closer to her. I was beginning to worry that we were going to get attacked by a moose. However, it ended well. Needless to say we lost the race to the end, but at the point it really didn't matter.



This picture of Kendra needs no explanation.Our camp in Carmacks. Since it rained during the night we were here we were able to use the dining shelter to dry out our gear in the morning and cook our 3 pounds of bacon in relative dryness.

YUKON RIVER DAY 3

Day 3: The day started out absolutely gorgeous. The sun was shining and everyone was eager to experience the adventures the day had in store for us.

Looking ahead. It was amazing to be so far in the wilderness - away from civilization. The scenery was spectacular.

After paddling for an hour or so, we would often raft up our canoes and just float along the river. Kendra, Rachel and I would just put our feet up and lean back. It was a great time to relax, chat, and soak up the sun.

We made a stop at the historic site Hootalinqua. There were some buildings still standing, left over from the settlement. I believe this was the main building where much of the trading took place.
The cemetary at Hootalinqua. Brian braved the mosquitos to go in search of the cemetary. He had read the guidebooks and was determined to see everything.
He even located this double outhouse. Enough room for 2!
Then we were back on the river. Apparently we felt the need to raft up and discuss our adventures again.
Later in the day, before the wind picked up - obviously Brian felt the need for more sleep.
Early in the afternoon the wind was really strong. We paddled hard, but the wind was so strong it almost felt like we were going backwards. Finally, everyone had enough and we called it a day. We found this island to camp on and Rachel made us a delicious supper before everyone collapsed into bed.

Yukon River Day 2

Day 2 started out with about 35km left to paddle across Lake LaBerge. Again we were very fortunate to have a slight tail wind. The lake seemed to stretch out forever ahead of us. However, we were still in good spirits and excited about the adventures to come. The weather was gorgeous again and we were all beginning to unwind.
Taking a long look down the rest of the lake as we started paddling on day 2.


Brian gave me opportunity to practice my steering skills. I think he just wanted time to eat his trail mix and study his map.

During one of our breaks Brian and Phil climbed to the top of this hill just to stretch their legs.

Taking a lunch break.

Approaching the end of the lake at last.

I did it!

Right at the re-start of the river there is a wreck from one of the many steamboats that plied the river during the gold rush.

I had to take the opportunity to wash my hair in the icy cold water. Now I could finally take off the bandana. The water was so cold, it was almost as it the ice had just come off.

There was an abandoned North West Mounted Police station here also. The building was still standing across from this rusted old truck. The mosquitoes were very thick here and we didn't waste much time.

Back out on the river. There were these boils that kept coming up from the bottom. If you got caught in one it could spin the canoe around.

Brian relaxing at our camp. There were a few camps along the way with tables and outhouses. The trick was finding them at the appropriate time of day. We only managed a couple of these.

Yukon River Day 1

As you can well imagine, this epic adventure will take a few blog posts to cover in appropriate detail.
So, Day 1: June 15. We left Whitehorse in the morning and made it about a third of the way down Lake LaBerge.
Our gear beginning to pile up in preparation for the adventure.

Our canoe all loaded up and ready to go.

Brian ready to get going.

All the canoes are in order ready to be put in the water.


A look at what's ahead.

This was the weather for the first 4 days - not a cloud in the sky.

We saw this van at the bottom of a cliff, so we paddled across the river to check it out. Obviously this was at the beginning of the trip when we had energy for such adventures. There was also another car in the water.

Kendra and Phil enjoying the sun while they paddled.

Our first picnic lunch. We found a beautiful picnic spot along the river.

Rachel getting in some last minute texting.

We had gorgeous scenery the whole way.

The remains of a pier on lower LaBerge.

A look at the long lake ahead of us. It is 50km long. Lucky for us we had a bit of a tail wind instead of a head wind, so we made pretty good time.

Rachel and Phil setting up our first camp. I must give due credit to Brian for finding such a fantastic campsite. It was gorgeous.

Brian down at the canoes. It looks a little like a pirate cove.

I was finally able to relax a little. This was before the day 1 muscle aches set in.

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY NAOMI

June 14 has arrived again. And with it the birthday of Naomi. I'm not sure where the time has gone, but here she is turning 20! Once again I am left reminiscing about my precious daughter. There are so many memories and experiences we've shared. She has grown into such a beautiful young woman. We are so proud of her.

I hope you have a fabulous birthday Naomi. I'm proud to call you my daughter and my friend. I love you with all my heart.