4 July 2012 7.00 PM 68F Cloudy
Day 2 dawned bright and early. I guess the good thing about snoozing in the back of your truck is that you are highly unlikely to oversleep. Knowing that many miles still lay ahead, I didn’t waste any time in getting back on the road.
This next stretch is the one that I had been dreading most. Fuelling up in Teslin, I prayed that I wouldn’t be back through the town again for quite a few days – unlike the previous two trips. With gritted teeth for a couple of hundred miles, I could feel myself tense up as I approached Nugget City, then onto Junction 37 and finally, safely, happily, the truck cruised past Watson Lake at the first time of asking. Topping up the fuel tank, I looked forward to the rest of the drive east and (touching wood) a troublefree run.
Not too far outside Watson Lake I saw my first bear of the trip. Actually, not only did I see it, I had to brake sharply to avoid running it over, as it ambled across the Highway.
The weather could have been nicer, but I guess light rain means you may as well be driving as a lot of the picturesque scenery is masked by the murky cloud cover. I decided to have a late lunch at Toad River. The all in one gas station/diner/souvenir store/post office is well known for its collection of baseball caps stapled to the ceiling. Apparently, the collection now numbers over 8147 – and was started when the locals nailed their neighbor’s hat to the ceiling whilst he was otherwise occupied. I only hope that they took it off his head first.
Over the next few miles I got to see more bears, both black and brown. I was thrilled to see a total of about 5 bears in my whole trip last year. In the next hour, I saw around a dozen bears, mostly just browsing at the side of the road.