Liard River Hot Springs & Muncho Lake, British Columbia, Canada (9-8-22 to 9-10-22)

Days 41, 42 & 1st part of day 43 of Lupe’s 2nd Summer of 2022 Dingo Vacation to Canada & Alaska!

9-8-22, 7:05 AM, 42ºF, Eldorado trailhead, Warm Bay Road –

Yesterday’s West Sentinel Mountain and Sentinel Mountain adventure had just about done SPHP in.  Worst leg cramps ever last night.  Better now, but a rest day was clearly in order.  SPHP turned the key, firing up the RAV4, before driving slowly N back to Atlin.  On her pink blanket, Lupe gobbled down a bowl of Taste of the Wild.

A brief stop in Atlin for a last look at Birch Mountain across the lake, and the drive N continued, now on Highway No. 7.  Several miles N of the Yukon border, SPHP turned W (L) off the highway at the ridge with the scenic view of the N end of Atlin Lake and Mount Minto (6,913 ft.).

Oh, back at our favorite spot, SPHP!  Want to go for a walk?

Sure!  Think I can manage to amble along a bit here, Looper.

Mount Minto (Center) and the N end of Atlin Lake (L). Photo looks SSW.

The wind was out of the S, as Lupe trotted NW along a level dirt road near the edge of the ridge.  SPHP hobbled after her, enjoying the fresh breeze and magnificent scenery.

On the way back, we can look for squirrels in the forest, Loop!

The American Dingo approved this message, and had a riot sniffing around in the forest, where spindly ground cover sported fall colors.

In the beautiful forest, looking for squirrels.

The rest of the day shot by right here, most of it spent in the RAV4.  After a while, the sky clouded over.  Rained off and on, eventually quit, but the sky remained dreary.  Food, naps, and SPHP worked on the trip journal.  By evening, sunshine appeared far to the SW.  Lupe enjoyed another hour long romp in the forest.  Through it all, the S wind blew.

9-9-22, the wee hours, 3.5 km N of Atlin Lake – Strange and disturbing dreams.  SPHP woke to see a full moon shining through a thin layer of clouds W of Mount Minto, which wore a cap of cloud itself.  Wrapped in a blanket on this cool, breezy night, Lupe was alert and watching.

The moon crept W at about Mount Minto’s height, brightening as it got into the clear, yet not a star was in sight.  Nights were longer now, the possibilities for this Dingo Vacation starting to narrow.  Hours drifted by as the moon stole away.

9-9-22, 8:34 AM, 53ºF, 3.5 km N of Atlin Lake –  Blue skies to the W and SW, with only a thin layer of clouds above.  Mount Minto’s cap was gone.  Pleasantly warm, but whitecaps were visible on Atlin Lake even from here.  The wind was 20-25 mph out of the S, with higher gusts.

Guess we’ve got our answer on what today’s going to be like, Loopster.  Too windy to go climbing mountains.  Any interest in a final romp in the forest before we head E?

The American Dingo was all for it!  For more than half an hour, she had a great time in the woods, until she stepped on something sharp.  Only a small spot of blood, but that put an end to the romp.  Time to go.

9-9-22, 10:45 AM, 57ºF – The wind was out of SE, becoming a headwind by the time Lupe reached Teslin Lake.  Waves rolled into shore, as the Carolina Dog enjoyed a sniff along the water’s edge.

Dawson Peaks (Center) from Teslin Lake. Photo looks SE.

As the long drive E along the Alaska Highway continued into afternoon, the wind died away.

9-9-22, 4:49 PM – SPHP made only a couple of stops, one at a rest area just W of the junction with Cassiar Highway No. 37 to let Lupe stretch her legs during a brief stroll in another forest.  The second stop was for fuel and a few supplies in Watson Lake.

Lupe had left the Yukon behind, and was back in British Columbia, when SPHP finally let her out of the RAV4 again at a bluff overlooking rapids on the Liard River.

Liard River from a pullout along the Alaska Highway. Photo looks S.

I suppose you’ll be wanting to stop at the Liard River Hot Springs again, won’t you, SPHP?

But, of course!  Wouldn’t want to miss out on that!  So much fun, such a bargain, and I’ll sniff a lot better, too, after a nice long soak, Looper.

You are overdue, SPHP.

We’ll soon be there, Loop.  You’ll have to wait in the RAV4, as usual.

That’s OK, SPHP, a hot pool doesn’t sound like fun to me.  However, I’ve been hoping we’d see some wildlife along the Alaska Highway, and there hasn’t been any.  Been a rather dull drive overall.

A second rest day does us both some good, Loopster.  Enjoy it while you can!  Big adventure in store tomorrow, if this weather holds.  Meanwhile, don’t give up on the wildlife, we’ve often seen buffalo along this stretch of the Alaska Highway.

Sure enough, bison were soon providing plenty of Dingo excitement!  Lupe’s enthusiasm wasn’t dimmed in the least by the fact that they paid no attention at all to the pipsqueak making all the racket in the RAV4.

Unperturbed bison along the Alaska Highway.

9-9-22, 6:06 PMLiard River Hot Springs is an absolute must stop along the Alaska Highway, and a line of cars was waiting at the entrance.  The RAV4 was 6th in line, which seemed no big deal, but for some reason, the line wasn’t moving at all.  A man eventually came along and put up a “Campground Full” sign, at which point the line began to move.

The fee for a day pass was still an unbelievably cheap $5.00 CAN, and Dingoes were free!  SPHP was surprised to see a new feature, a serious anti-wildlife electric fence protecting the campground, but everything else seemed to be pretty much the same as the last time Lupe had been here 3 years ago.

At the Liard River Hot Springs entrance.

While Lupe waited in the RAV4, SPHP went through a gate in the electric fence, and took the long boardwalk across a warm water swamp.  The boardwalk continued beyond the swamp into the boreal forest where the change house and hot springs were hidden in a completely natural and unique outdoor setting.

Start of the boardwalk leading to the hot springs.
The warm water swamp reportedly frequented by moose and other wildlife.
Entering the boreal forest.
In the forest.
Arriving at the change house less than 10 minutes from the start.
Posted information near the change house.
Liard River Hot Springs.

The hot springs were busy, but not overly crowded.  SPHP chatted with some of the particularly friendly Canadians.  The water was only 3 or 4 feet deep with a pebble bottom, which was deep enough to swim or float a bit.  An underwater bench provided a place to sit other than the decks by the change house.

You could choose your preferred water temperature by staying either close to where the springs flowed into the pool where the water was hottest, or farther downstream where the water cooled off.  The water was coldest below a small concrete dam.  The bottom was mucky in this lower section which drained into the channel leading to the swamp.

After weeks spent climbing mountains with Lupe, soaking in the warm mineral water was wonderful!  SPHP lingered for nearly 2 hours before reluctantly returning to the RAV4.

View from the hot end of the pool.

How was it, SPHP?

Marvelous!   Look at me!   I’m a new person, clean clothes and everything!

You’ve changed your scent for the better, too, SPHP.  Almost like you’re in disguise!

9-10-22, 7:59 AM, 55ºF – Yesterday had been the warmest, sunniest day in weeks.  Hit 71ºF at one point during the drive to Liard River Hot Springs, and it was surprisingly warm again this morning.  Lupe was bright-eyed and alert as SPHP started the drive into the Muskwa Ranges.  Soon the Carolina Dog was trembling with excitement, barking furiously at bison along both sides of the highway.  A great start to any day!

The long climb into the mountains continued after entering Muncho Lake Provincial Park, but eventually leveled out.  SPHP stopped at the first pullout with a view of Muncho Lake.  Beyond the far end of the lake loomed a mountain that had been on Lupe’s list of possibilities for years.

Mount Peterson (Center) from the N end of Muncho Lake. Photo looks S with help from the telephoto lens.

Hmm.  Used to be a sign here identifying that awesome peak as Mount Peterson, Loop, but it’s gone now.

Are we going to climb Mount Peterson, SPHP?

Yup, that’s the plan, Loopster, if we can manage to pull it off.  No trails, though, so a lot depends on whether we can bushwhack our way above treeline, or not.

The Northern Rockies Lodge is the premier visitor recreation facility in the Muncho Lake region.  Naturally, the American Dingo dropped by for a look around.  The lodge’s massive log structure was impressive, and in excellent condition.  A stroll down to the lake shore to led to the lodge’s float planes, and another view of Mount Peterson (7,021 ft.).

The yellow float plane that Lupe had seen here before was gone, but the white one was still here.

The Northern Rockies Lodge at Muncho Lake is right along the Alaska Highway.
The white Liard Air float plane used in various adventure tours.
A closer look.
Mount Peterson (Center) from the Northern Rockies Lodge. Photo looks S.

Lupe waited in the RAV4 for a few minutes while SPHP checked out the lodge.  The dining room was closed, but particularly impressive with its many big windows and 3 story vaulted ceiling.

The snazzy Northern Rockies Lodge dining room.

Continuing S, the Alaska Highway ran right along the E side of Muncho Lake.  Several pullouts provided great views of the lake, and plenty of opportunities to gaze upon Mount Peterson as Lupe got closer to it.

Muncho Lake from the Alaska Highway. Photo looks N.

Near the S end of Muncho Lake, the mountains were farther E.  Lupe was excited to see a herd of caribou out enjoying the morning air on a gravelly plain.  Several caribou were tantalizingly near the highway.

Caribou E of the highway.
Caribou.

Beyond a campground at the S end of Muncho Lake, the Alaska Highway began climbing again.  7 km farther, a huge gash on the lower slopes of Mount Peterson extended right down to the road.

The highway had almost leveled out again here, and a big pullout was on the L.  SPHP parked the RAV4 there, and Lupe leapt out.

9-10-22, 9:48 AM, 54ºF, Alaska Highway pullout 7.5 km S of Muncho Lake –

Think this is the spot we should try it from, Loopster!  Clear, calm, and comfortably warm.  Couldn’t be better!  After all these years of dreaming about Mount Peterson, probably the best shot at it we’ll ever get.

Let’s do it, then, SPHP!  Remember to bring a chocolate coconut bar, though!

Better yet, Loop, I’ll bring two!

Liard River Hot Springs, British Columbia, Canada 9-9-22
Mount Peterson from Muncho Lake, British Columbia, Canada 9-10-22

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Along the Long Road Home (9-12-18 thru 9-15-18)

Days 40 – 43 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska!

9-12-18, 9:07 AM, International Falls trailhead, South Klondike Highway – The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood had been so lucky yesterday!  She’d finally made it to Peak 6053 on a cool, cloudy day.  Most fortunately, the clouds had been high enough not to interfere with any of the incredible views.  Different story this morning.  100% overcast, low ceiling, all the mountains in fog.

Didn’t matter now.  Peak 6053 had been the last grand hurrah of this Dingo Vacation.  SPHP’s feet were too sore to do anything today, even if the weather had been perfect.  The Carolina Dog wasn’t actually a ball of fire, either.  She seemed perfectly content resting on her pile of blankets and pillows gazing out the windows of the G6.

Lupe’s grand summer of 2018 was ending.  Time to head home.  Less than 1 km from the Alaska border, SPHP turned the key.  The G6 sprang to life.  2,300+ miles to go!  Mountain climbing was done.  Any further adventures along the way were going to be quick and easy.  At this point, that was perfectly fine with both Loop and SPHP.  A long, relaxing drive sounded delightful!

9:45 AM – Canadian customs was only 7.5 miles N on the South Klondike Highway from where Lupe had spent the night.  A short wait in line, and Lupe breezed through.  The long drive began in earnest.  Even from the road, the scenery was gorgeous.  Big mountains, huge lakes, forests, rivers, for mile after mile.

At Carcross, SPHP turned NE on Tagish Road (Highway 8).  It started to rain.  Still weary, the Carolina Dog passed out, snoozing peacefully to the rhythmic slapping of the windshield wipers.  From Jake’s Corner, the rest of the morning and all afternoon were spent cruising E on the Alaska Highway across the southern Yukon.  Lupe did get out for a short break from the G6 at Teslin Lake.  By then, the rain and clouds were long gone.

Miss Sleepyhead revives long enough for a quick sniff along Teslin Lake.
Fake wildlife at a campground next to the gas station in Teslin. No, wait! The American Dingo is real!

Highlights of the day didn’t occur for Lupe or SPHP until the Yukon had been left behind for good.  E of Watson Lake in British Columbia, wide swaths of forest were clear cut along both sides of the Alaska Highway.  Bison roamed wild on the open ground.  That snapped the Carolina Dog to attention!  Lupe saw 7 bison in all, each of them loners.  Naturally, each bison was cause for a hysterical foaming-at-the-mouth barkfest as the G6 raced on by.  What could be more fun?

SPHP’s big moment came at Liard River Hot Springs.  While Lupe waited in the G6, lucky SPHP got to soak in the beautiful outdoor pools.  Warm and clean again for the first time in forever felt heavenly!  Even SPHP’s sore feet were more or less cured by the soothing experience.

Out for a quick romp with a view of the Liard River.

Light was fading by the time SPHP returned from the hot springs.  Only 6 miles after crossing the Liard River, it was time to stop for the night.  The sky was completely clear, and the night promised to be a cold one.  The big show didn’t start until 10:45 PM.  For an hour, the Northern Lights entertained in a true dancing with the stars.

9-13-18, 5:23 AM, 23°F – Ice in Lupe’s water bowl!  After a quick foray out to sniff the chilly air, the Carolina Dog was on her way.  Still pretty dark.  Upon entering Muncho Lake Provincial Park, Looper became excited, barking and whimpering at something she either sniffed or saw out there that SPHP couldn’t detect yet.  More bison?  Maybe.

6:17 AM, 25°F – Muncho Lake is always worth a stop!  The park here has some beautiful peaks, but is so wild and remote that SPHP has never been able to find any information on whether any trails exist providing access to them.  Some fine day Lupe is going to climb a mountain in Muncho Lake Provincial Park!  That great peak at the S end of the lake would be ideal.

By Muncho Lake.
Impressive peaks in Muncho Lake Provincial Park.

The next stop came at a pullout after crossing the bridge over the Racing River.  18°F!  Despite the chilly air, Lupe was totally enthused!  This was a favorite place.  A short dirt road goes through a stretch of forest here where she often finds squirrels on the way to the river.

This morning the Racing River was the lowest Lupe had ever seen it, but still that fabulous icy blue color!

The Racing River between Muncho Lake and Stone Mountain Provincial Parks.

While driving over the bridge, SPHP had noticed some white mountains upstream that looked interesting.  After Lupe’s woodsy stroll to the river, SPHP drove back to the bridge for another look.  Upstream, a pickup truck was in sight parked near some trees.  Must be a road over there!

7:52 AM – Continuing across the bridge, sure enough, there was a side road.  SPHP pulled off the highway, parked again, and the lucky Carolina Dog got to go exploring for a second time.  A short trek through another forest brought her to a relatively open area near the Racing River.  The gleaming white mountains, sporting new snow, looked intriguing.

The scene was so beautiful, that Lupe got to extend her sniff upstream for another 10 minutes.  It appeared she could have followed dry parts of the riverbed for miles, getting much closer to the white mountains.  No time for that today, but this area was certainly worth researching for a future trip.

By the Racing River with the intriguing white mountains in sight. Photo looks SW.
Another look with help from the telephoto lens.
The Alaska Highway bridge over the Racing River. Photo looks NE.
Another look downstream from a little farther up the Racing River.
As close to the white mountains as Lupe went. Photo looks SW with lots of help from the telephoto lens.

Exploring along the Racing River had been fun!  Lupe didn’t have long to wait before there was more excitement.  Upon reaching Stone Mountain Provincial Park, she saw 3 caribou, but barked so fanatically from the G6 that the caribou disappeared before SPHP could get a photo.

A quick stop a mile later provided a grand view of Mount Saint George, which Lupe had nearly succeeded in getting to the top of back in 2017.

Mount Saint George (7,402 ft.) (L). Lupe had made it to the middle high point in 2017 before being forced to retreat due to threatening weather. Photo looks SSE.

9:38 AM, 32°F, Summit Lake, Stone Mountain Provincial Park – Must be an inversion up here.  The temperature was clear up to freezing!  SPHP had stopped at Summit Lake, the high point of the Alaska Highway in Stone Mountain Provincial Park, to let Lupe out for another look at Mount Saint George.  Lupe had successfully climbed both Summit Peak  and Mount Saint Paul from here in 2017.

Mount Saint George from Summit Lake. Photo looks SW.

The American Dingo’s busy morning continued on the way out of Stone Mountain Provincial Park.  More caribou, this time right on the highway, were cause for another barking frenzy.

Caribou on the Alaska Highway.
A recent poll shows that 4 out of 5 caribou don’t care to listen to shrill barking frenzies.

The caribou were just a warm-up for what came next.  Lupe just about busted a gut when a black bear appeared.  The black bear didn’t seem to know what to make of all this racket, but did not run off.  The huge bear appeared quite willing to go a round or two with a pip-squeak Dingo, if it dared to leave the safety of the G6.

American Dingoes are incredibly strong, brave, and ferocious!  Lupe would most certainly have torn that foolish bear to shreds, if SPHP hadn’t spared it by refusing to let her out and driving on.  Later in the day, a grizzly bear near Bonnie Creek S of Fort Nelson had sense enough to flee into the woods rather than take a chance that SPHP might relent and let the feisty Dingo prove her point.

Black bear E of Stone Mountain Provincial Park.
Bring it, Dingo!

Approaching Fort St. John, SPHP skipped the R turn onto Highway 29 to Chetwynd and Prince George.  Although this meant no more mountains on this Dingo Vacation, the Carolina Dog was going to get to travel through more than 1,000 miles of territory neither she nor SPHP had ever seen before.

5:00 PM, 32°F, Fort St. John – In a way, a strange day.  Despite clear skies, the temperature peaked at 47°F early in the afternoon.  Already down to freezing again at Fort St. John, and it stayed that way for many miles.

The Alaska Highway was busy from Fort St. John all the way to where it started in Dawson Creek.  The community of Taylor where the highway crossed the Peace River made a good impression.  A big oil refinery was there, but the whole town was impeccably neat and clean, and the Peace River setting was beautiful.

S of Taylor on the way to Dawson Creek, SPHP was surprised to find the seemingly endless northern forests greatly reduced already.  About half of the land had been cleared.  Hay seemed to be the big crop, although little livestock was seen from the road.  Lupe was thrilled to see a few cows and horses, though, and the G6 became a sporadically noisy place.  Her enthusiasm sometimes extended to huge rolled hay bales, too.

E of Dawson Creek on Hwy 49, the road straightened.  Lupe was now in Alberta.  Remaining woodlands became scarcer, and traffic dwindled.  SPHP drove under a cloud bank as the sun sank in the rear view mirror.  Light began to fade quickly.  Although the land was quite flat, it did slope gradually lower to the N.  Lupe could see a long way in that direction, all the way to the northern forest.

Many fields had snow in them.  In the dim light beneath the gray clouds, it looked and felt like November.  After passing Spirit Lake and Rycroft, SPHP parked for the night before getting to Wanham.  Happy to escape the G6 again, Lupe rolled in snow in the ditch to cool off.

9-14-18, 3:10 AM, 35°F, Hwy 49 – At least it hadn’t gotten any colder out.  3°F warmer, in fact.  SPHP walked along the dark highway, while Lupe sniffed near the ditch.  No stars.  Dead calm.  No traffic.  A coyote howled, and a dog at a farmhouse 0.5 mile N started barking.

7:08 AM, 32°F, Hwy 49 – Back to freezing again.  Another quick sniff outside, then on to the vast metropolis of Wanham!  The edge of the cloud Lupe was under was only a little way N, but it was soon left behind.

Morning along Highway 49 W of Wanham, Alberta.

S of Donnelly, SPHP continued straight at an intersection where Hwy 49 became Hwy 2.  A lovely drive through a mix of farms and woodlands ensued.  The woods began to dominate again.  Driving through forests with snow on the ground, it felt like Christmas was coming.

Highway 2.

10:15 AM, 35°F, Canyon Creek harbor, Lesser Slave Lake – Eventually Hwy 2 had taken Lupe E through the forests S of Lesser Slave Lake.  The big lake was the most interesting natural feature on the map between the mountains and home, so the Carolina Dog simply had to stop for a look.  Waves lapped gently along the shoreline.  The day was gray and calm, peaceful except for the raucous activity of seagulls.

Clearly, a boat was needed to make even a cursory exploration of Lesser Slave Lake, but it was fun to stroll along the shore for a little bit.

Lesser Slave Lake.
Low hills were over toward the E end of the lake. Only a small fraction of Lesser Slave Lake is in view here.
Seagulls provided what excitement and activity there was at Lesser Slave Lake on this cool, gray day.
Looking toward the N shore.

1:23 PM, 39°F, Athabasca – Some sort of big event was just breaking up in a park at the busy little town of Athabasca when Lupe arrived.  The park was right next to the Athabasca river, which Lupe had only seen before in Jasper National Park.  The river was much tamer here than at mighty Athabasca Falls, but Loop still enjoyed sniffing around down on the partially exposed riverbed.

Christmas was in the air on the way to the town of Athabasca!
Along the Athabasca River in Athabasca, Alberta.

From Athabasca, SPHP drove E on Hwy 55, then S on Hwys 63 and 831.  On the road S, the woodlands gave way for a final time to fields and farms of the great northern prairies.

3:36 PM, 39°F, Lamont – Lupe didn’t escape the G6 again until reaching the town of Lamont.  SPHP let her check out the Ukrainian Catholic Church of St. John the Baptist, which featured distinctive architecture.

Ukrainian Catholic Church of St. John the Baptist, Lamont, Alberta.
Churches aren’t usually part of Lupe’s adventures, but this one was quite striking!

At Mundare, Lupe reached 4 lane Hwy 16.  Except where there were cows or horses to bark at, the drive E over gently rolling prairies put her to sleep.  Near Lloydminster, Lupe and SPHP entered Saskatchewan for the first time ever.  The scenery didn’t change, though, and the long drive continued.

7:11 PM, 41°F – As evening came on, SPHP left Hwy 16 looking for a rest area, but didn’t find it.  Lupe’s first outing in Saskatchewan was a walk along a dirt road through a wheat field to see an oil tank.

Visiting Saskatchewan for the first time ever!

The sun set before the American Dingo reached Battleford.  SPHP doesn’t ordinarily like to drive in the dark, but it didn’t seem like Loopster was going to miss much except more prairie, so tonight was an exception.  No longer sleepy, she stayed awake anyway, keeping SPHP company as miles rolled by.  Saskatoon was big and confusing in the dark, but by midnight, Lupe was far beyond it, S of Chamberlain along another Hwy 2.

756 miles today, and that was enough.

9-15-18, 9:13 AM – The morning was cool, overcast, almost foggy.  SPHP parked the G6 at a rest area along the E side of Hwy 6 in S Saskatchewan about an hour N of the Montana border.  The rest area was a triangular 30 acre tract surrounded by wheat farms.  Picnic tables were arranged around a circular drive, with the rest of the 30 acres given over to tall grass and shelter belt trees.

No one else around.  Hardly any traffic.  This rest area was a beautiful little refuge on the quiet prairie, and Lupe’s last adventure of her 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska.  For two happy hours, she roamed with SPHP through the tall grass and shelter belt woods exploring every nook and cranny, chased tennis balls SPHP threw for her, and sniffed along while SPHP picked up trash.

Happy times at the rest area along Hwy 6 in Saskatchewan.

The rest of the day was devoted to one more long drive.  During the noon hour, Lupe crossed the border into Montana at Regway on the way to Plentywood.  S of Baker, SPHP finally drove out from under the cloud the Carolina Dog had been under since Dawson Creek back at the start of the Alaska Highway.

5:59 PM, 71°F –  The sun was shining at Medicine Rocks State Park.  The air was breezy, and had soared to room temperature.  A quick stop, then Lupe continued S, enjoying a ride with the windows partly open.  This was all eastern Montana ranch land.  Opportunities to bark at cows and horses came one after another!  Toward dusk, SPHP had to slow way down due to all the herds of deer.

At Medicine Rocks State Park in eastern Montana.

The sun set for the last time on her last summer of 2018 Dingo Vacation while Lupe was still in SE Montana on Hwy 323 N of Alzada.

On Hwy 323 as the sun sets in SE Montana.
Lupe’s grand summer of 2018 fades into history.

9-15-18, 9:45 PM – 43 days, 9,691 miles, and countless adventures come and gone.  Home again.  SPHP unlocked the front door.  Home was dark, stuffy, warm.  Sigh.  Back to the old routine.  Time to air things out, and start unloading the G6.

Felt strange to be here.

Oh, for a time machine!  Tomorrow a bright summer morning would dawn, and the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood would be heading N on the long road to adventure.  Tuktoyaktuk, Land of the Pingos, and the Arctic Ocean in her future once again!

At the Arctic Ocean, Tuktoyaktuk, Northwest Territories, Canada 8-19-18

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