Saturday, June 13, 2009
Due to technical difficulties the internet was not accessible from our hostel so we stopped off at the convention center, hoping somebody could direct us to the parade. We parked and were immediately greeted by Phil Olsen, the Captain of Beard team USA, and swarmed with press. Seriously? Seriously. Photographers, TV and Documentary Cameras, Tourists… We began to realize our little adventure was kind of big deal?!! After interviews and action shots, we pulled up to the parade start point and have our first meeting with Beard Team Canada!!
Away we paraded, saturating our spectators with Canadiana (Flags, Pins, Anthems, Banners etc.). This was our first time officially cheering for Canadian Beards, and we were thrilled with all the kindred spirits we have found with Beard Team Canada.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The pawn shop sign advertises 'Guns and Loans.' Definitely American.
Denali Park is home to North America's highest mountain, Mt. McKinley, towering over 20,300 feet tall (clearly, the CFHCT can jump higher)
We initially bypassed Anchorage for a beautiful jaunt down the Kenai Peninsula. It was amazing. We have seen many, many mountains but this was mountains and sea, and just WOW!! We watched some smelt fishing and frolicked briefly on the beach (brrrrrrr). After a brief action shot with an oversized eagle and it's overly attentive proprietor we proceeded back to Anchorage.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Here's the tundra to prove authenticity:
After what seemed like a few minutes of sleep, we awoke and proceeded through the most northern border crossing of the USA. It was especially exciting for young Heather, who had never before experienced all that is America ie: log cabin border crossings with antlers and pylons for additional security.
Our first stop was the Alaska state sign, for a quick action shot. Vern patiently watched the whole thing from the vehicle.
We then proceeded into the fine metropolis of Chicken, Alaska for souvenirs, a taste of the salty local culture, and some passport stamps from the post office! After spending an hour with the locals it seemed very fitting the town, which was originally to be named ptarmigan, was officially called Chicken, a much easier word to spell.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
(Good call on You Tube Julie!)
Friday, May 29, 2009
Looks like fun, yes?
We even randomly ran into Xander when we were watching the can-can dancers at Diamond Tooth Gerties; he had planned to represent Yukon for Beard Team Canada, but couldn't go. We cheered for him anyway. Like this:
We had a magical moment with Florian and his accordian, but I can't seem to upload video. I'll keep trying. (Tips, anyone?)
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Ooooohhhh Dawson City. Lovely Dawson City. As you can see, we reached DC in the darkest hours of the day, which given our experience may have meant we arrived at midnight or 4 am. As southern girls we really couldn't keep track of nighttime or daytime very well.
Needless to say, tired and weary we found the most convenient location to park our van and got into the sardine formation needed to accommodate us all.
What a pleasure to finally see DC in daylight. It took us back in time to the days of the booming gold rush. Given the presence of the Klondike Art Institute, artistic pleasures were abundant and we were particularly pleased by the Camera Obscure...go to find out!!!
After checking out the frontier watering hole known as the Pink Palace, we headed out to an undisclosed location where our friend Myles provided us with a nights accommodation.
The place was wonderful after sandwiching in the van for so many days and the dress-up material left us with endless ways to express our feelings about the true north.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
In our experience, North West Territory is rockier than the provinces, and provinces are greener.
We arrived at the Laird Provincial Park Hot Springs late on Day Three, and NEVER wanted to leave! WOW! Natural and so much more appealing than the cemented variety many springs use these days.
We set up camp.... well, unpacked the stove and cooked- and then walked the KM on the wooden boardwalk through this crazy beautiful forest swamp. There are two pools, the first is shallower, and varies in temperature, from cold to crazy boiling hot! The second pool, our absolute favourite, was magical. Both nights, we had it all to ourselves. It is deep, and we made flotation devices with duct tape and empty water jugs... just WOW. We soaked and swam and warmed and soothed our souls.
It was so amazing, we just had to stay a second night. It was Friday night of the May Long Weekend, and we met many Kindred Spirits, who were willing to let us cut their hair and glue it in various styles to their faces within moments of meeting us!
It was a day and night filled with laughter and cheers! We had a very thoughtful donation of H2O from Steve, and woke up to snow (which quickly disappeared, Yay!) And... who can forget meeting Dino, who demonstrated exactly what happens when you fast and drink beer in the hot springs!
He also taught us to say "Babylonian Coliseum" instead of 'cheese'!
Cheers to Dino, his photography skills and his passion for life!
We also made ourselves at home at the Laird Lodge, and helped to serve and bus tables (both the waitress and cook were yet to arrive, and the only menu options were cheeseburgers and fries, or bagels) It was great, the bookkeeper was very hospitable, and we were sad to leave- but that is kind of the thing about road trips!
After Laird, we set our sights on Whitehorse, with a stop in Watson Lake to post our sign (conveniently found on the road, to which we added some engraving and vinyl lettering indicating our origin in Cheer Trio, AB).
We also had very berried ice cream dedicated to Mark and Wendy in the hometown of their love (Julie's parents met in Watson Lake 37 years ago!)
We slept in a van down by the river last night, right behind the Yukon Gov't Building, strolled through downtown (filled with lovely artsy fartsy hippy goodness!), internetted to the max capacity, and are imminently departing for Dawson City to drink some pickled toe whiskey and stay in a condemned hotel, and maybe mine some gold!?
(Oh, and just met Mik, a delightfully informative American with great tips and info. Good people!)
Cheers for Beards all the way!
Otherwise, we saw pretty wildlife stuff, and had some interesting cultural experiences in Grand Prairie?! Yay for Adventure!
So Far, Along the Way we have seen.....
Mountain Goats, and Sheep
Redneck Grand Prairie Men/Boys
Crazy, high maintenance leathery Cougar Ladies (also GP)
GIANT BEAVER (and a sign, saying "Giant Beaver Attraction Ahead!)
Many Bearded Men (mostly friendly variety)
Mile Zero of the Alaska Highway
Trucks, Mountains, Motorhomes, Starry Skies and Trees!!
We are enjoying the perpetual light- it gets darkish, but not really dark, and we are able to keep the promise to my dad not to drive into the dark, since it doesn't really get dark!
AND... apparently the computers in the Whitehorse Library are so very slow, and trying to upload photos to the blog just times itself out.... we hope to encounter faster technology in the near future, but today, pictures are not an option. We are working on that!!