Here's the motor home and view from last night.
Parked along the shores of Mucho Lake. Isolated from civilization--no phone service, no Internet, no satellite (of course we haven't had satellite for a month).
Looking from whence we had been traveling. It's quite a road that hugs the shoreline.
The way ahead of us. Notice the lack of guard rail along the shoreline. It's a rugged area of road.
Do you know this quote? "You can't roller skate in a buffalo herd!"
Seen in a front yard of a house in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory tonight. Have you figured out the building materials? Bicycle tires fastened together with zip ties.
We are averaging 500 miles per day the past two days---not nearly as many or as fast as last week, thank goodness.
This morning we saw 11 black bear, two different herds of buffalo, and one fox.
There was some road construction today. Tomorrow will be the bumpy, rough, construction zone day.
We are in Pioneer RV Park, complete with all hook-ups, and WIFI, and cable television. Living high.
Have I mentioned how good it is to be "home"? Several times today either Glen or I have looked at the other one and said, "I am so glad to have the motor home back!"
The refrigerator is better. Now it smells like coffee grounds! I think that fragrance can be absorbed by baking soda, crumpled newspapers.
Our SIX, as of yesterday, year old grandson, Zade was ring-bearer at a week end over the wedding! Isn't he handsome.
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