Alex and Julie's Travels: 2015 Summer Journey Canadian Crossing part 5

2015 Summer Journey

Canadian Crossing part 5

Telegraph Creek

June 25, 2015
It had rained hard that night, the pounding on our camper made us feel like we were inside a steel drum it was that hard, but nonetheless sleep did come. Dawn greeted us with scatter clouds and a beautiful blue background.

As usual with many of our trips, I exit the camper to take in the morning while Julie got herself ready and cooked the morning meal. Telegraph Creek had an eerie quietness about it with only the rushing river sound to be heard.

Walking around, taking photos as I strolled among the rustiest building on this cool morning.

Up on a tree limb by the Stikine River was a juvenile eagle, just staring down at me.
Walking back to our camper I was lucky in that another eagle (adult) just landed on a tree limb hanging over the Stikine River.

Julie had a nice breakfast waiting for me when I return to our camper along with some hot coffee. Not long after finishing the morning meal, Doreen Greed showed up, she the new manger of the Stikine River Song Resort that we spent the night next to.

We received a nice tour of the building by Doreen and bought a couple of T-shirts from the display case. We want to take in the former town site of Glenora and that was a many miles away on Glenora Rd. We made it to what we thought was where the old town site was at only to find a fish camp, boat ramp, some cabins and being dived bomb by lots of mosquitoes.

We would learn later that it would take a local to show us those old foundations for we were told that the forest had over grown those foundations. On the way out we saw our first moose cow and two calves, I didn’t know they could so fast.

Shortly after the moose cow was a herd of horses on the road.

It was an uneventful ride after the horse herd; we made another stop at the “Grand Canyon” area of Telegraph Creek to do some more photographing.

Once back in Dease Lake (pronounces Dees Lake) it is lunchtime and we ate at a local eatery call Rumors Café, this was also a fuel stop for us as well. The food was very good and the WiFi was decent. As of the writing of this TCTR, I found out that Rumors Café has recently closed down.

Continuing north on the Cassiar Hwy 37, it became a little rougher and more narrow.

Julie and I made a stop at Jade City, by the time we arrived mother nature had clouded up the sky and it was definitely cooler with a few raindrops falling.

Despite the cool change in weather, it is a beautiful day with Limestone Mountain range to the south of us.

We rummage around inside the shop, as well as outside and saw several pieces of excellent woodcarving.

On our way again the sight of Good Hope Lake came into view, this one was a bit different from the others that we had cruised on by. Along the shore nearby were some outstanding colors in the water.

A few miles north of Altin Lake, another black bear was spotted.

About 57 Km (35.4 mi.) south of the ALCAN hwy, Cassiar Hwy 37 got a lot more rougher and much more narrow, just barely enough room for two passing vehicles to stay on asphalt.

It wasn’t long before seeing a couple of bicyclist, peddling south, we are near the turn off for Nugget City. Traffic was very sparse till we came across the bicyclist.

ALCAN Hwy lay before and of course, we’re headed towards Whitehorse, it was still a long ways down the road.

I’ve lost count of how many of these steel bridges we’ve crossed.

Now for some reason these giant rabbits were showing up, I mean you could throw a saddle on them.

After awhile it was time to do a pit stop and the rain had also stopped for now, we’re at a rest stop about 2 Km(1.24 mi.) from Swift River.

After going through the Town of Swift River the road ahead of us got pretty lonely, but still very beautiful with the light rain coming down.

It was quiet driving on ALCAN Hwy and we didn’t see any other vehicles till we reached Town of Teslin, the sky above us was starting to darken and Julie didn’t feel like cooking.

Driving on this long bridge had the feeling of driving on like a cheese graders.

A restaurant was just on the other side of our crossing, unfortunately the kitchen was closed. The waitress did say that soup was still out and we could have that if we wanted it, so soup it was.

The soup was very good; we soon left to Ten Mile Creek rest area, an overnight spot up the road that we were told about. It was after 11pm already and wouldn’t be completely dark till midnight, one long day.