We arrived at Dease Lake and found the first two things that we required. We paid way too much money for gas and I stockpiled two cups of coffee for the road, hoping they might both be hot by the time I get to them. We continued in search of some WiFi to update you all on our adventures, after being rejected by rather dense tourist information lady we decided to get the hell out of town. After reaching the outskirts of that tiny town we saw a campground which advertised that it had WiFi. Upon further investigation it turned out that WiFi only worked when the camp operator ran his generator which was only from 5 pm to 9 pm. After further discussion we drove back to the town we swore we would never return to and visited a café which advertised free internet. After having ANOTHER coffee and a hot chocolate we finally were able to update our blog at an excessive cost for the two hot beverages. Once everything was updated we were finally on the road, driving up the many mountain tops we ran into a small fox. This was exciting for Robi… not so much for me. After some pictures we continued our climb to get a view of mount Edziza (a local dormant volcanic cone which was a 15 mile hike from our last campsite….too far…). After frustratingly stopping at every possible location we could not see the volcano which was described as being visible in a tremendous panorama scene. Finally we found a pullout that looked like it would make a great shooting point, but at this exact same moment a bush plane flew very very low over top of us which greatly excited Robi. After trying to chase the plane down with him yelling “Take a picture!” as I have a lap full of maps, coffee and a camera somewhere in the mix, we lost site of the plane because we decided to go back and shoot a picture of the volcano. Needless to say, the volcano was not visible so we continued without a picture of the airplane or volcano… not a good start.
After many miles of endless trees and gorgeous mountain roads we finally reached a spot which was known to be good for river fishing. After pulling up the river bank Robi decided to cast in to test our luck. Of course he was not prepared since we did not expect to catch anything. Nevertheless on his first cast he caught a big fish and began yelling “GET THE CAMERA” “TAKE A PICTURE” I did not really know what was going on so I grabbed the camera, realized that he had caught a fish, ran back to the cruiser to grab my gloves with him still shouting. I took a few pictures and then had to throw a huge rock on to the poor little fishes head. I must admit it was a beautiful first catch to start off our trip. Once he caught the first one I figured I could do the same, using his lure I caught a small one, and then a slightly bigger one which ended up stealing our hook…. It turns out boys are clearly the superior hunters or that’s what Robi spent all afternoon trying to tell me.
Since we weren’t prepared to catch a fish, Robi had to gut and filet it using a thick hunting knife which ended up being rather difficult. He built a fire and cooked the fish for lunch, while I decided to continue my luck with my “better” lures. Of course since Robi caught the fish he was understandably an expert and provided me with useless points on my techniques, I ended up not catching anything. However, I decided to use Robi’s rod to show him how excellent I was at casting. Unfortunately I forgot to check the rod and when I cast the top half of the rod went flying with the lure across the river. Retrieving it was difficult but it resulted in me staying dry and Robi getting wet pants, weird how that turned out =P. It seems so far I have managed to throw everything into the river that belongs to a fishing rod, and I am not looking forward to losing my whole rod which clearly is the next step.
While we had stopped at Dease Lake we bought a lottery ticket which ended up winning us $8 which was put towards tonight’s camping site outside of Whitehorse. Before reaching the Yukon border we stopped at a jade factory where they had running blades outside cutting jade, which seemed like a safety hazard to us. In this area we also caught a glimpse of a Black Bear that halted us on the side of the highway for a few quick pictures.
While nearing the Yukon border we travelled through an immense section of forest which had been burnt down last summer, for miles and miles there was nothing but little black sticks on the side of the road. My heart sank.
We grabbed dinner on the go in Teslin Lake, that consisted of a dry mushroom burger and a salad..without a fork… and a triple club house sandwich with tasty french fries for Robi (I once again made the wrong choice). Arriving at Wolf Creek Campsite we got the final spot which was located down by the river. After backing the land cruiser down the steep embankment which clearly was not meant to be driven down, we have set up camp 5 feet from a babbling brook meandering through the campsite. Its been a long day and is definitely time for some well deserved rest.
