Today we sit. Sunday and we won’t be able to do much. Maybe a day of rest would be good for both of us. We had a leisurely breakfast. It was, of course, raining. I’ll admit that we’ve had some good weather but for the most part, it has been cool, rainy and dour.
We don our raincoats and head for the walk to the office. Very pleasant office/clubhouse/wi-fi hot spot. This RV park is somewhat in the middle of nowhere but the owner is very conscientious in making it quite special. There is no cell phone service but there is a dial telephone. She has a diesel generator to generate the electricity for the park, she has an artesian well and has to have the water tested regularly. And, I’m sure that she has to have a tanker truck come to pump our her sewage system. But, there is an grass airstrip with a windsock and planes do land here.
She knows the phone numbers of those who live locally, she knows who goes to Whitehorse (240 miles away) on Mondays and she knows who to call is she needs help.
We waled around the property where she has some old equipment from the building of the Alcan Hwy.
And, come equipment from the logging days.
We’re not sure what days these are from.
Here’s an open range.
But the lodge is really nice. Look at this cozy room.
And this owl? Nope, it’s the butt end of an elk.
Gary began his calls to Freightliner for the repairs and to Coach-Net for the towing. We will obviously need a flat-bed tow truck. Here he is at a desk dialing a phone.
I sent some e-mails to cancel some of our reservations.
Great views from outside.
We liked the sign on the door.
Then a couple who are biking from Anchorage to Salt Lake City came in and asked if she had some tea. Yes, and she went to get it. I talked with them about their trip and they asked about our trip. When they were leaving, they asked if they could see our RV. Sure, I said and we walked over.
OMG, we’ve got laundry drying all over the place, undies all over. ‘Give me a minute to clean up’ I asked. Being from Europe where the RV’s are a bit smaller, they were a bit taken with this one. And then I showed the the piece d’resistance: the washer/dryer. Whoo-eee. They liked that feature.
Later, we took our daily walk down the road, Gary banging some rocks together and I was singing and talking loudly. Then we saw a dirt road begging us to follow it. But, it’s eerie going down a dirt road through the trees when you know there are bear around. I’m singing and talking loudly, Gary’s knocking his rocks together, or is it his knees?
We found an old abandoned cabin down one of the small dirt road.
Very nice campground and the owner works hard to make it homey and comfortable.
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