Into The Yukon

We drove on, following the Alaska Highway, just as we had in 2002...remembering little because, well, for the first thousand miles or so, there is little memorable...

Mostly it looked like this

Every now and then, there would be another vehicle or an animal warning sign

Sometimes it was hilly

Always there were the intensely, relentlessly ugly and useless black spruces

Occasional mountains

Canyons

In this amazing photo, Vicki captures the emptiness, both fore and aft

But we are not alone...there were bears

And woodland bison

A small herd

At last we are at Watson Lake ("elementary!")

And its world-renowned Sign Forest; begun by a a homesick American
soldier in 1942; definitely something memorable

People vandalize and steal from their home towns to bring
signs here on their Yukon/Alaska pilgrimages

Acres and acres of hometown signs

After spending the night among the signs, we drove on  into
the Yukon, the scenery getting far more dramatic...