{"id":21053,"date":"2019-04-29T08:10:54","date_gmt":"2019-04-29T14:10:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=21053"},"modified":"2019-05-03T10:01:37","modified_gmt":"2019-05-03T16:01:37","slug":"on-the-dempster-highway-to-eagle-plains-the-arctic-circle-northwest-territories-canada-8-17-18-8-18-18","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=21053","title":{"rendered":"On the Dempster Highway to Eagle Plains, the Arctic Circle & Northwest Territories, Canada (8-17-18 & 8-18-18)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Part 2 of Day 14 & Part 1 of Day 15 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska!<\/em><\/p>\n

8-17-18, 1:20 PM, 53\u00b0F, km 224.5<\/em> – From Churchward Hill<\/span><\/a> (2,871 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, Lupe had seen that, on the way to the Eagle Plain plateau, the Dempster Highway went N closely paralleling the Ogilvie River.\u00a0 However, out on the heavily forested floodplain beyond the last of the Ogilvie Mountains, the river was seldom in sight.<\/p>\n

Approaching the Eagle Plain plateau, the highway curved NE and soon began an impressive climb up Seven Mile Hill.\u00a0 The Ogilvie River was now being left behind, but from the edge of the giant escarpment, Lupe could see it again off to the SE.\u00a0 Somewhere beyond vision E of here, the Ogilvie would join forces with the Blackstone to form the Peel River.<\/p>\n

At km 259.0, the Dempster Highway reached its high point along the SE edge of the Eagle Plain escarpment 1,000 feet above the valley.\u00a0 A huge pullout was here, plus the added convenience of an outhouse.\u00a0 Lupe had reached Ogilvie Ridge.<\/p>\n

Ogilvie Ridge was a popular spot.\u00a0 As many as 6 or 7 vehicles were present at any given time.\u00a0 The day was still heavily overcast, and the cold S wind still blew.\u00a0 People came and went quickly.\u00a0 In no rush to get back out into the wind, Lupe and SPHP waited.\u00a0 More than 20 minutes went by, before a moment arrived when no one else was around.<\/p>\n

Lupe and SPHP left the G6 to experience the gray, wind-swept solitude of Ogilvie Ridge.<\/p>\n

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At Ogilvie Ridge<\/strong>, km 259.0 of the Dempster Highway.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The Ogilvie River valley stretched from the S to the E.\u00a0 Beyond the broad, green valley, rose distant gray peaks of the Taiga Range.\u00a0 Churchward Hill had provided far superior views of the Ogilvie River, but for being right along the highway, Ogilvie Ridge wasn’t a bad vantage point at all.<\/p>\n

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The Ogilvie River valley<\/strong> from Ogilvie Ridge<\/strong>. Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Lupe sniffed around in the bushes, while SPHP perused several colorful displays about the geological history of the region.\"\"<\/a>\"\"<\/a>\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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Looking S from Ogilvie Ridge<\/strong>.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

2:58 PM, 47\u00b0F<\/em> – Continuing N from Ogilvie Ridge, the Dempster Highway kept climbing.\u00a0 The road wound around on big hills and ridges.\u00a0 This first part of the Eagle Plain plateau didn’t seem much like a plateau at all.\u00a0 Deep valleys flanked barren hills, but the hills were rounded, not flat.<\/p>\n

3:22 PM<\/em> – Shortly after passing what seemed to be the highway’s highest point in this region, a small pullout appeared.\u00a0 The long climb out of the Ogilvie River valley was over.\u00a0 Lupe stopped for a quick sniff.\u00a0 The Taiga Range of the Ogilvie Mountains could still be seen back to the SE.\u00a0 Ahead, the Dempster Highway kept winding N along a series of lower hills.<\/p>\n

Probably wouldn’t have been too hard to take a stroll up to the top of the hill the pullout was on, but Loopster didn’t do it.\u00a0 Having already made it up Churchward Hill this morning, traveling in the comfort of the G6 on a windy, gray afternoon had its charms.<\/p>\n

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The now distant Taiga Range<\/strong> of the Ogilvie Mountains<\/strong> from near the high point of the Dempster Highway at the S end of the Eagle Plain plateau<\/strong>. Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The Dempster Highway winds away across the Eagle Plain plateau<\/strong>. Photo looks N.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Lupe and SPHP kept going.\u00a0 The highway wound crazily around in what felt like a desperate attempt to stay up on a strip of hilly high ground.\u00a0 Up and down, this way and that, on and on!<\/p>\n

Mountains faded away.\u00a0 Hills and ridges shrank.\u00a0 Often only the highway could be seen.\u00a0 Broad swaths of the spindly, Dr. Seuss trees of the boreal forest were clear cut away from both sides of the road.\u00a0 In their place, bushes thrived.<\/p>\n

Despite the overcast sky, the road had been dry, or nearly so, ever since Churchward Hill.\u00a0 At km 335, though, suddenly the Dempster Highway was wet.\u00a0 Within minutes, SPHP drove into rain.\u00a0 The highway became slick and rough.\u00a0 Potholes were brimming with water.<\/p>\n

There was supposed to be a viewpoint at km 347.0 where the Richardson Mountains could be seen for the first time.\u00a0 SPHP missed it, but did stop at a wet pullout that appeared a little farther on.\u00a0 Lupe got out for a look around, but no mountains were in sight.\u00a0 A vast, rolling plain stretched away into the fog.<\/p>\n

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On the Eagle Plain plateau<\/strong>.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

5:38 PM, 44\u00b0F, Eagle Plains Hotel & Service Center, km 369.0<\/em> – It hadn’t been much farther to the first and only fuel available in the entire 369 km (229 miles) since way back at the start of the Dempster Highway.\u00a0 The Eagle Plains Hotel & Service Center<\/span><\/strong><\/a>, situated on a hill, probably offers fine views on a clear day, but Lupe arrived amid rain and fog.<\/p>\n

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A required stop.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Better fuel up, SPHP!<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

With no clue as to how far it might be to the next gas station, a fuel stop was an absolute necessity.\u00a0 Eagle Plains was a full service station.\u00a0 Before SPHP could pump any gas, a relatively young man appeared.\u00a0 That was his job.\u00a0 Fill’er up?<\/em><\/p>\n

Yes, please!<\/em><\/p>\n

Asking was a mere formality.\u00a0 The attendant already knew the answer.\u00a0 When it’s 229 miles between opportunities, does anyone skimp?\u00a0 Way up here in the Yukon, it’s a helluva walk back to civilization.\u00a0 Conceivable that stroll might get a mite chilly, too, any time of year.<\/p>\n

SPHP didn’t bother asking the price.\u00a0 Whatever it was, one just paid it, and felt fortunate to have the opportunity to do so.\u00a0 The receipt would reveal what a fabulous bargain SPHP had just made.<\/p>\n

31.52 liters at $1.65 Canadian per liter came to $52.00 Canadian.\u00a0 That was the same as $39.80 US for 8.328 gallons, or $4.78 US per gallon at the current exchange rate.<\/p>\n

Eh, not much worse than going to California, Looper!<\/em><\/p>\n

Loop spotted a muster point nearby.\u00a0 Was that a requirement?\u00a0 SPHP didn’t know.\u00a0 No one else was mustering, but the American Dingo put in an appearance, just in case.<\/p>\n

Nothing happened, though.\u00a0 Nobody came to muster with her, or even say what all the mustering was supposed to be about.\u00a0 Maybe it had been a long summer?\u00a0 Perhaps the local Canadians were sick and tired of mustering on these endless, blistering hot August days?<\/p>\n

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Loop mustering on yet another baking hot Eagle Plains<\/strong> summer day.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

However, Loop didn’t get totally ignored in Eagle Plains.\u00a0 A doorman, snappily dressed all in black, came prancing jauntily over from the Eagle Plains Hotel.\u00a0 When he didn’t welcome the Carolina Dog to Eagle Plains, but instead leapt right up onto the G6, and started demanding rewards merely for the privilege of parking in the muddy parking lot, Lupe was pretty put out.\u00a0 The were-puppy appeared and barked ferociously at him.\u00a0 Of all the nerve!<\/p>\n

Since Eagle Plains was the only civilized spot for such a long distance, SPHP felt that even if the doorman’s demands were outrageous, perhaps it was best to at least toss him a few raisins and cashews.\u00a0 The doorman was evidently satisfied.\u00a0 He eventually flew off, defusing the whole Dingo\/doorman confrontation.<\/p>\n

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Dressed all in black, the Eagle Plains doorman comes over from the hotel to demand payment for the privilege of parking in the parking lot.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Pretty cheeky to hop right up on a G6 defended by a ferocious were-puppy, but it paid off! SPHP gave in, and bought him off with raisins and cashews.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The Dempster Highway crosses the Eagle River 9 km N of Eagle Plains.\u00a0 Despite its soaring name, the river wasn’t particularly inspiring.\u00a0 Murky brown water in what amounted to a big ditch.\u00a0 Since it was raining, the Eagle River hardly seemed worth stopping for.\u00a0 SPHP paused on the bridge, but only long enough for Lupe to get a look from the G6.<\/p>\n

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Crossing the Eagle River<\/strong>.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The Eagle River<\/strong> was more of a ditch full of muddy water than a scenic highlight.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

6:35 PM, 44\u00b0F, km 405.5<\/em> – Other than the commemorative sign, there wasn’t much more to see here than at the Eagle River.\u00a0 Nevertheless, the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood was back!\u00a0 Lupe had reached the Arctic Circle again for the first time in nearly a year.\u00a0 It was a glorious moment!\u00a0 A moment destined to be prolonged.<\/p>\n

The Arctic Circle featured a huge parking area with two entrances off the Dalton Highway.\u00a0 Two man-made attractions sat along the border of the muddy lot – the commemorative sign, and an outhouse.\u00a0 Of course, the big attraction was the invisible one, the unseen Arctic Circle itself.\u00a0 This was the edge of the true Arctic!\u00a0 Everything to the N was part of the fabled frozen land of the Midnight Sun.<\/p>\n

Midnight Sun?\u00a0 The Carolina Dog hadn’t seen the sun all day.\u00a0 Rain, wind, fog!\u00a0 Beneath a leaden sky, it was darker and seemed later than it really was.\u00a0 Who knew what lay ahead?\u00a0 The highway had been greasy slick coming up out of the Eagle River valley.\u00a0 Rough and full of potholes after that.\u00a0 Maybe this was far enough?\u00a0 Maybe Loop ought to spend the night right here at the Arctic Circle?<\/p>\n

As the evening wore on, dense fog turned the world a featureless gray.\u00a0 The rain increased in intensity.\u00a0 Traffic ceased.\u00a0 The windows fogged over.\u00a0 Dinner.\u00a0 A warm blankie.\u00a0 To the steady beat of rain on the roof, the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood settled in for a snooze.<\/p>\n

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After nearly a year long absence, the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood returns to the true Arctic.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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One of the displays – the most interesting one with a map.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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At the start of the Land of the Midnight Sun.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Home for the night. The G6 did get moved farther from the sign, in case anyone else happened by.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

8-18-18, 4:17 AM, km 405.5, the Arctic Circle –<\/em> Light out, kind of.\u00a0 Still raining, still foggy.\u00a0 The growing light did nothing to dispel the gloom.\u00a0 Every time SPHP had woken up, it had been raining, not lightly, but steady.\u00a0 How much had fallen in the past 10 hours?\u00a0 Half an inch an hour, easy.\u00a0 Maybe double that.\u00a0 A regular monsoon!<\/p>\n

What was the Dempster going to be like?\u00a0 A sea of mud?\u00a0 Maybe the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood wasn’t going any farther?\u00a0 Maybe she was stuck here, unable even to retreat?\u00a0 The poor G6 wasn’t exactly a Jeep, even if SPHP treated it like one.<\/p>\n

Nothing to do about it now, though, except sit tight.\u00a0 The G6 wasn’t going anywhere.\u00a0 Not until SPHP saw similar vehicles out on the Dempster.\u00a0 Better safe here than sunk to the axles somewhere in the literal middle of nowhere.<\/p>\n

5:54 AM – Brighter out, still socked in with fog, but the rain had finally let up.\u00a0 Only a light mist now.\u00a0 A few other vehicles had spent the night here.\u00a0 None had budged yet.\u00a0 Not a hint of activity.\u00a0 Certainly none on the highway.\u00a0 Lupe needed out.\u00a0 She made a quick tour of the area.\u00a0 From close to the commemorative sign, a couple of picnic tables sat in a flat area down an embankment.\u00a0 Bet those get a lot of use!<\/p>\n

The rain started in again.\u00a0 Back to the G6!\u00a0 May as well snooze some more.\u00a0 “Well-rested” was the predicted future state of things.<\/p>\n

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The new day bore an uncanny resemblance to the old.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The Arctic Circle picnic area was deserted. SPHP suspected this was its natural state.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Back to Dingo Dreamland.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

9:45 AM – Rain, rain, rain!\u00a0 Wind, too.\u00a0 It hadn’t rained all the time, but did more often than not.\u00a0 A flurry of activity had occurred around 9:00 AM, though.\u00a0 Two big white pick-up trucks started it off, charging by out on the Dempster Highway around 8:40 AM.\u00a0 A green van then appeared out of the N sending up a gigantic spray as it encountered long chains of pothole lakes upon the road.<\/p>\n

Other vehicles came and went.\u00a0 People pulled in to use the rest room, or take a look at the commemorative sign.\u00a0 None of their vehicles, however, were as small and pathetic as the intrepid G6.\u00a0 The wait continued.<\/p>\n

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You know, SPHP, if you’ve got such a thing for invisible circles, maybe we could try the Tropic of Cancer next time around?<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

11:28 AM, 44\u00b0F<\/em> – Alright!\u00a0 Still rainy, still foggy, but it must be OK out there.\u00a0 After a lull, a parade of vehicles had come by.\u00a0 Most were huge pickups, or other massive high-clearance 4WD’s of one sort or another.\u00a0 However, a number of sport utility vehicles, a small tour bus, and even a motor home had been by, too.\u00a0 And just lately, a couple of passenger cars and two motorcycles.<\/p>\n

A guy came along on a bicycle, and disappeared over the embankment down toward the picnic tables.\u00a0 That was it!\u00a0 The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood was on her way.\u00a0 Going N, too, not S!<\/p>\n

It was slow going, but the Dempster Highway wasn’t nearly as muddy as SPHP had feared, as long as one stayed away from the shoulders.\u00a0 The road was rough, though, and full of potholes, each an abyss of unknown depth.\u00a0 The G6 crept along enduring one jarring jolt and drenching spray of dirty water after another, but Lupe was on move again.<\/p>\n

There were places where the road was much smoother, pothole free, but they didn’t last long.\u00a0 Amazingly, only 10 minutes from the Arctic Circle, SPHP drove out of the rain.\u00a0 The windshield wipers had to be kept on to sweep away the filthy water still spraying up from the road.\u00a0 However, the fog had lifted a little, and it was possible to see.<\/p>\n

Hills were ahead.\u00a0 Lupe was getting closer to the Richardson Mountains.\u00a0 The land was changing.\u00a0 What could be seen below the cloud cover was increasingly beautiful.<\/p>\n

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Loop out on a nice smooth stretch of highway after SPHP drove out of the rain.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Foothills of the Richardson Mountains<\/strong> are ahead. The highway stayed W of them.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The land became more beautiful as Lupe continued N.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

12:38 PM, km 445.8 at the Rock River campground<\/em> – After following a rip-roaring creek down to a low forested area, Lupe reached the Rock River campground at a bend in the Dempster Highway.\u00a0 As SPHP read the map, the campground was not actually on the Rock River, but on White Fox Creek, a major tributary.<\/p>\n

It had taken an hour to drive 40 km (25 miles) to get here from the Arctic Circle.\u00a0 The campground, though open, was deserted.\u00a0 Time for lunch, and this appeared to be a great spot for a break from the rough ride N.\u00a0 While SPHP prepared a meal, Loopster made a thrilling discovery.\u00a0 This Arctic forest was full of squirrels!<\/p>\n

So, Rock River campground became an instant hit.\u00a0 After lunch, Lupe and SPHP took a stroll around the entire campground loop.\u00a0 Like all the other streams that had been seen from the highway on the drive here, White Fox Creek was full bank to bank, practically at flood stage.<\/p>\n

Lupe was more interested in sniffing eagerly from one promising tree to the next.\u00a0 To her everlasting delight, she frequently found a bundle of joy chattering away high above her.\u00a0 For a deserted campground, between the American Dingo and the squirrels, Rock River was a noisy place.<\/p>\n

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Relaxing at Rock River campground shortly before striking it rich with squirrels.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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White Fox Creek<\/strong> was running high, full bank to bank.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

2:19 PM, 48\u00b0F – <\/em>No doubt the Carolina Dog would have preferred to stay at the Rock River campground a while longer to stake her claim in the great 2018 Yukon Squirrel Rush.\u00a0 And perhaps that would have been the better choice, but Lupe’s journey N continued.<\/p>\n

Even before reaching the Rock River campground, the highway had been heading N along the W flank of the Richardson Mountains.\u00a0 Sadly, the mountains were completely lost in the clouds.\u00a0 Loopster had already gone by Mount Hare<\/span><\/a> (4,070 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> without even seeing it.<\/p>\n

Climbing out of the White Fox Creek valley, the Dempster Highway came to a high, rolling prairie.\u00a0 Large hills and ridges were to the NW, the still unseen Richardson Mountains to the E.\u00a0 This was a gorgeous area!<\/p>\n

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N of the Rock Creek campground, the Dempster Highway led to a gorgeous rolling prairie with big hills and ridges to the NW. Photo looks NNW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The Richardson Mountains lie hidden to the R (E) of the highway. Photo looks NE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Lupe had a few peakbagging candidates in the Richardson Mountains along in here, but none were worth an attempt given the weather.\u00a0 No point in putting out any big effort just to see nothing, and risk getting lost in the fog.\u00a0 Maybe the weather would be better on the return trip?\u00a0 Lupe could do her peakbagging then, SPHP reasoned.<\/p>\n

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A typical stretch of the Dempster Highway W of the Richardson Mountains.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Onward!\u00a0 The Dempster Highway started curving NE and climbing.\u00a0 Up, up!\u00a0 Views of the beautiful highlands became more spectacular, faded to gray, then vanished.\u00a0 The road wound ever higher past hillsides torn up during recent road construction.\u00a0 The highway leveled out.\u00a0 A parking lot appeared on the S side of the road.\u00a0 SPHP stopped.<\/p>\n

3:11 PM, km 465.0<\/em> – Outside the G6, dense fog raced by driven onward by a 40 mph gale roaring out of the W.\u00a0 An uninviting, unforgiving world.\u00a0 This was it!\u00a0 Wright Pass (3,133 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, end of the Yukon Territory!<\/p>\n

Incredibly, E of Wright Pass was an even more remote and mysterious land.\u00a0 A land neither Lupe nor SPHP had ever seen, or even been close to, before.\u00a0 Abandoning the G6, buffeted by the chill wind, together Loop and SPHP walked to the edge of the unknown to experience, for the first time, the Northwest Territories.<\/p>\n

When she got there, the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood couldn’t see a thing.<\/p>\n

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At Wright Pass<\/strong>, border of the Yukon Territory and Northwest Territories, Canada 8-18-18<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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