haulin thru the desert.

Chefin Oakland

So I cooked lamb on Monday with Jill and Paul, and tonight Salmon is on the menu for John and the Hansen family. It's good to be in kitchens again, and I'm tired of the Coleman 2 burner which has performed marvelously over the last 9 weeks. Vaca is winding down, and I'm looking forward to getting home to Charleston. Few more stops along the way... Summers slow waaaaaayyyyyy down in S.C. Here comes NCAA football. As always, GO HOKIES!

San Fransico!

Picked up a cool Independent Traveling Kidd code named "Virginia", aka "Joshua Mad Dog", Whose real name has been erased from the records when he went Merc. He now rides box cars around the country to his scattered homemade residences. I'm sure you can find him with the "dirty kids" near train tracks or parks in a city near you. runs with all sorts of crews. We found a chill road to park on last night , and climbed down a 35-40 foot cliff to camp on the pebble beach of a creek. Slept great and could have caught trout if we'd had fishin pole. Saw a seal riding Pacific waves on a beach NW of San Raphael. Herd of deer led by a 14 pointer and 2 12 pointers. The whole herd was grazing in the coastal fog. Pirated a shower at a camp ground. Golden gate bridge was foggy; China town; Japan town; hit the WRONG SIDE of the tracks by mistake near Oakland... But we were waving a Jolly Roger flag on the back of Dante, so we were cool.
As Virginia says first thing each day when he wakes up... Best Life Ever...

By the way, stopped at a cool local coffee shop. Good cup o joe, and got the wifi password. props to my peeps at Fellini coffee bar over by Berkeley way

quick update from android

British Columbia North to South

I essentially crossed 3 territories as big or bigger than Texas in 5 days. The toll I put on Dante was too much... I was only a couple hours away from my destination of Vancouver, on a 13 or 15 degree grade I started loosing my brakes. I was barely able to pull over in time to hit a large flat patch of gravel. As soon as I came to a full stop, all 4 brakes started smoking. Oops, lol.
Other than that, my trip through BC went well. I picked up a hitchhiker near the end of the Yukon. James was on the side of the road with nothing but the clothes on his back and an MP3 player. We had a great time for the 3 day ride, he navigated me through the good short-cuts that GPS ignores, and I was able to get him to his family on Van Island in record time.

 HUGE Bison

 Natural Hot Springs

 Now that is clean water

 I'll take the Log Cabin #1 Combo to go please...

 Wow,

 Beautiful!

 James and I

Vancouver at last
Well, I've had a good time in Vancouver. I was able to catch up on some sleep, I got to sample the food, I visited Stanley Park, the markets, downtown, and got Dante into the shop. ARGH! New rotors, new calipers, new brake pads, and 2 new shocks... YES this BC, Yukon and Alaska are rough on automobiles... Be forewarned! I will post a more detailed acct of Vancouver at a later time, but I need to hit the road and get back to the lower 48 today. Will rest my bones in Washington tonight. BUT, I must add that Vancouver is a REALLY cool city, and I will put it, and Vancouver Island (which I must $kip for now) at the top of the list for places I want to visit/revisit
Special thanks to Clara and Dave for the hospitality

Dawson City/Carmacks/Whitehorse

At the end of Top of the world highway, heading East, you will come down a large hill to the end of the road. I had forgotten that someone had mentioned a ferry. It's the only way to get across the Yukon river (unless you come through in the winter, because it does freeze over enough to drive across).

Dawson City truly stands out as the quintessential Yukon Gold metropolis. It hasn't changed much in the last century. New technology makes it easier to sift through 'pay dirt', and all wheel drive vehicles are essential these days, but it is like an old, fading picture; it's essence is still visible. The ferry is funded by the city, and is free of charge. They DO want you to stop in and spend some money...

Some of the original buildings have had major renovations while keeping to their roots (like the swinging saloon doors on the Hotel. Paint the town RED!), and some of the original stuff sits dry docked to weather the years (river boat and building in 2nd pic).
This town has maybe 5 avenues and 8 streets, and then you have to truck on down the road to find the next nook of 'civilization'. The road East of Dawson is lined on both sides, at least half a mile wide, and 15-20 miles long with mounds of dirt and rock that has carefully been sifted through for Gold. These man made dunes have sat here, out of the way since the town got serious about mining the area. Some so old that full sized trees have grown into them. What a sight... I've never seen anything like it.
Once You get to Carmacks, the landscape has changed drastically. The hills and mountains are no longer predominantly covered in spruce

but the "airports" still look the same. A windsock, a few cones, and a long, kinda flat field...

no terminal, and no refueling station in sight.
Road repairs are still a common sight. Alternate layers of level dirt, gravel and an oily looking tar; then more gravel

and the Mountains and hills in their infinite combinations of colors, textures, altitudes and visual appeal continue to roll on

right on to White Horse and beyond...