Into the Yukon August 27, 2011

Our morning started out with Joseph saying the blessing at breakfast:  Dear God, Thank you for this day.  Please keep us safe as we travel today, and please help us to see wildlife.  Bless the food.  Amen.

Then we were on our way.

The first surprise of the morning was the man at the FULL-SERVICE gas station.  He was so kind to fill up the truck and send us on our way!  We made our daily picture to begin the journey at the historical Mile 300 marker in Fort Nelson.  Then it was “North to Alaska.  Go North, the rush is on!”

 

Within an hour and a half, J’s sweet prayer was answered.  We began seeing caribou in several places on the way from Fort Nelson to Watson Lake.  They were dark, dark gray (almost black) with furry antlers.  The worker at the construction stop said they are Woodland caribou.  Yes…the construction stop…we were stopped twice today for about 20 minutes each time.  The first stop was for mowers, and the second stop was for gravellers.  The mowers were great…the gravellers made a mess!

Just past the mowers construction stop, we saw stone sheep grazing on the roadside.  We were in awe.  They seemed without a care in the world.  The cars driving by didn’t seem to bother them at all.  Oh how I wish that I could be more like that.  When life comes rushing at me, I would just trust and continue on my way, knowing that I am in His hands.

  

We crossed the western Rocky Mountains and marveled at the beauty.  God is amazing and the most wonderful artist… the deep jade/blue color of the rivers, the striations in the rock formations, the trees that seem to point straight to the Father.  It takes one’s breath away!

             

I just couldn’t resist stopping at Milepost 422 in Toad River.  We had fun trying to get Libby to cooperate…maybe you can see her…she’s the lead moose!

Then westward and onward we went.  We were diligently looking for bears since the big sign said “WARNING You are entering Bear Country!”  Joseph was very excited…Mary, not so much.  You can just imagine how surprised we were when we drove up on a very unexpected animal here in Canada….For a brief, agonizing moment, I thought we had been tele-ported back to Oklahoma!

Alas, we didn’t see any bears, but there’s always tomorrow…and the day after that…and the day after that.  If we don’t see one by then, we will just have to see one on post.

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