Slow down Mario Andslinki!

I spent the night in Fort St. John, BC and woke up to three inches of freshly fallen snow. I dug the snow brush out and hit the road. Since I left early and the travel was slow because the plow/sand trucks had just began working the road. I soon began my accent into the heart of the Northern Canadian Rockies. At this point my drive would consist of mountains, icy roads, snow, and much game along the roadway; these conditions lasted until Friday evening when I arrived in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory.

While driving today we came upon an area called Sasquatch Crossing. According to the owner, they have frequent Sasquatch sightings, especially during the summer tourist season. Sasquatch is known to run out and terrorize the travelers and the only way to get rid of him is to give him freshly made cinnamon buns (you can't make this stuff up).

Slinky begged me to drive today and I gave in. During a flat, non-icy section of road he decided to catch up on some lost time and was stopped by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP). Luckily Slinky was let off with a warning ticket because the RCMP Officer had a slinky as a kid, but did tell me I can't let him drive anymore. Apparently they have a no Slinky driving law in Canada. As punishment I made him ride outside.

The drive through the Northern Rockies can not be explained by words nor pictures. In order to take in the full effect, you need to take the drive. Due to the roads being icy and snow covered, it forced me to drive about 45 mph which allowed me plenty of time to take in the scenery and roadside game. I saw one bull moose, two coyotes, a wolf, and many deer and caribou.

I arrived at Muncho Lake, BC. This mountain lake is surrounded by snow covered mountains and is a deep, rich blue color (due to a local mineral naturally leaching into the water). I stayed at the Northern Rockies Lodge, a small, log lodge at the north end of the lake. It's run by a small Swiss family who also serve European fare in the restaurant. Because it's the off season there were few customers and very little traffic. I had a view of the mountains from my room and the area was dead quiet.

I slept like a baby.