Saturday, July 18, 2009

Guess what?! You cannot cut and paste from a Word document into this blog--or if anyone knows how to do that I would be most grateful for the instructions. So I was not able to post from the Yukon so I will have to give you a quick rundown of the first day. We arrived in Skagway and picked up my Dad's big yellow Motorcycle from Pastor R. where it was being stored. Pastor R. indicated that he was sorry to see it go, since having it in the driveway was giving his reputation in town a boost.

We met up with the Belflowers at the Ferry Terminal on their way back home, then took off for some lunch at the Stowaway Cafe--very nice fish and chips and an interesting pre-occupation with mermaids that makes for some eyebrow-raising decor. Fun place right down to the books in the bathroom. While it is probably not the first time I have laughed out loud in a public washroom, their copy of "Porn for Women" depicting a fully clothed guy vacuuming the floor on the front, probably made folks wonder what I found so amusing about washing my hands. You'll just have to visit the women's bathroom at the Stowaway Cafe in Skagway to know if the rest of the book is as humorous.

After lunch we went to the bank for some 'loonies' and other Canadian Cash, gassed up and aired up the tires on the Motorcycle.


For the first time I wrestled into all my motorcycle gear at once--armored boots, armored pants, armored jacket, armored gloves, and new helmet with cool fighter pilot sunshield option built in. I have to say that I think I look like Ralphie's little brother in his snowsuit from the movie "A Christmas Story"--what was that kid's name anyway??
I am about as mobile too!
And sideways--apparently one cannot edit the orientation of a picture in this blog either--I will try to remember to do that ahead of time from now on--but you get the idea:



The border guard in Canada must have been having a good day. I decided not to even try the passport and go with my valid Alaska Driver's License first. That's all it took, he asked us a few questions, told us about the road, and waved us off. Now we will just have to wait and see if they let me back in the country on the other side. So, I am not in Canadian Jail--yet.


We found a good campground in Yukon at Lake Teslin.
But I will upload pictures of our campsite in the next installment since I have figured out that it would be better to put them in first rather than have to drag them all the way down the page bit by bit because this blog does not automatically scroll either and loads all the pictures at the front. Who knew that blogging had such a learning curve??

I will just say two things about our stay at Lake Teslin--the lake is absolutely beautiful at 3am with the fog rising and the crescent moon and what must be Venus or Saturn glowing yellow through the deep twilight--it makes the walk all the way across the campground to the toilet an almost magical experience--no matter how many times you have to do it. That, and it is a good idea to remember the code that opens the bathroom door they gave you at the giftshop when you checked in.

3 comments:

  1. I pray you both stay healthy, have a lot of fun, meet interesting people and get through Customs on the other end!

    Linda will be green with envy.

    Blessings...

    Paul

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  2. Too funny about the outhouse code!

    Yes, Blogger can be annoying the way it loads all the photos in at the beginning, rather than where you want them. Even more annoying is that the first are last and the last, first (!). I've found the best way to get them where I want them is by going into the HTML tab. Highlight the photo code, hit CTRL-X, scroll down to where you want it, hit CTRL-V, and there it is.

    I just tried copying and pasting from MS Word into the Blogger composition window and it worked. How were you going about it?

    (If it doesn't work in the Compose window, try pasting your text into the HTML window. I had a glitch a few weeks ago where that was all I could do, then Blogger got over it.)

    Wondered what you were going to do about the dead passport. (100 Uses for a Dead Passport?) Dazzle 'em with your Alaska driver's license instead!

    Glad to know you're on the road, armoured attire and all!

    Kathy H.

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  3. Little bro's name was Randy! Don't be too impressed: I googled it!

    Travelling mercies for you and your dad; sounds as if it is going swimmingly.

    In Him,
    Rachel Coke Cotham (Sara's mom)

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