Hello Canada...again

We bid Tok farewell on Sunday to head for Chicken Alaska. We met two Model A's at the camp from Kentucky...way to go folks. The original name of Chicken, was to have been Ptarmegan, but people couldn't spell it. As a result...Chicken was born , so to speak. It is a thriving metropolis of 21 people. They do not have electricity ( everyone has a generator), cell 'phones do not work and there is no sewer system ( ah, the good ol' shack out back). The Taylor Highway is closed in the winter and mail arrives twice a week via plane. We had great BBQ chicken ( what else). Sue made a valiant effort at panning for gold...alas, no luck. Bill also tried a little ( sore back), with the same result. Today ( Monday) saw us head for the Top Of The World Highway.We faced this trip with mixed feelings as some had said it was the road from Hades, others, including bikers, said "no problem". Well, it had rained for a day and a half sooooo, it was muddy...really muddy. On the US side of the border, no pavement was to be found and the road was slow going. The Canadian side was much better with areas of pavement and the graders had made the going much better. Our hope was to view the solstice tonight, but it is overcast, so we'll miss that event, but still go to the Dome A big hill with a view of the Ogilvie Mountains, tomorrow night, weather permitting. We do not have a sunset here... it is still light enough to read by at 3:00 in the morning. We are here for the next 3 nights and plan to do touring of the town of Dawson Creek and area.