July 9th To Canada

Early in the morning, at 5, of course already light, we woke up, packed things, said goodbye to Paul Pogue (GlacierCub) and we went off in two planes, a as a crewmember of John Grham in his Scout, and Greg in his Ranz LSA plane.
So many things happened that I only can be very short as I type this while the pictures are being uploaded in the Terminal Hall of Airport Watson Lake, Yukon.
1st to Palmer to fuel up. Wonderful active DV3's on the platform;
2nd along the glaciers to a pass where bikers wee running and we had a great breakfast at Eureka (strip nest to the highway), all kinds of animal skins on the wall;
3rd next to another Alaskan airport to fuel up, TOK it was;
4th to Chicken, the last US airport. We drove up along the road to the Chicken restaurant, where we were hugged by owner Suzie. Too bad, we only had lunch, and did not stay over!
4.5 th Last stop in Boundary to get rid of forbidden fruits: cherries ....
5th To Dawson City: nice Immigration Officer stamped my Dutch passport. Fuel up and go again.
6th To Faro (Yukon), again fuel, this time nobody on the airport.
7th Miles and miles and miles over wilderness, mountains, hills, streams, rivers, for three hours, and nobody to be seen. When it became darker we landed in Watson Lake, camp next to the lake, had some hotdogs and a beer (Greg champaign left over from his wedding). An internet!
And now I will add the pictures to this blog and go to my tent. Tchuzz!