This is the 31st article in a continuing series about our trip through Canada to Alaska
NOTE: We’re staying in remote areas of British Columbia – plenty of bears but internet opportunities are elusive.
Time to reply to comments from recent blogs,
Let’s start out with an imperative: There is too much to see and do and too many miles of highway between disparate communities to make a two-week tour worth the effort.
Our trip was to Alaska, but it’s important to understand that the journey getting there and visiting different towns and attractions is as memorable as the places. Memories of the abundant fireweed are just as vivid as the puffin sightings and seeing Mount McKinley under the sun (we can’t say enough about the fireweed and other wildflowers in June and July) and teal blue lakes along the highways. Riding alongside the Canadian Rockies was as breathtaking as seeing a bit of the gorgeous mountains of Wrangell-St. Elias National Park. And if you don’t see the film in the Dawson Creek Visitors Center or spend time in the Native Heritage Cultural Center in Anchorage, you’re only seeing the surface of these incredible North American wonders.
We know that our lifestyle as full-time RVers gives us a skewed perspective, but we strongly recommend visiting when you can spend at least two months in the North. From the sampler we got as members of a caravan, we know we want to come back to color in the spaces between the lines.
Before responding to your comments, we’d like to say thanks for joining us on this fabulous adventure via blog.rv.net. Writing this at midnight or 5 a.m. or while others in the caravan were partying has been gratifying, knowing that someone was interested in reading it. It isn’t meant to be a travel blog, but rather a supplement to the materials you have available when traveling to “The Last Frontier.” We love so many places in the Lower 48; it’s just that this vast area is definitely different. There’s so much to know, even for experienced RVers, including those who have been up there in the past.
Now to respond to some of your comments.
1 — Thanks fer pointing out that fir and fur are not synonyms. In our ferther articles we look ferward to doing better … did I mention ‘midnight” and “5 a.m.”?
2 — We are in British Columbia, planning to stay until the end of August. As we write this, we are in Tyhee Provincial Park, which is like camping in an aviary featuring an interesting variety of very chirpy birds. When we arrived, we immediately saw a huge 7-foot-tall black bear, which we’ve seen him twice since then competing with us to harvest tasty Saskatoon berries.
3 — We came up through Oliver, above eastern Washington State in June, wandered eastward into Alberta, and then headed for Whitehorse. On our way back down, we are staying on the west side of British Columbia, planning to be in Tacoma in early September.
4 — Asked about Prince Rupert, I would describe it as a cruise ship port-of-call lacking enough dockings to support the tourist-section businesses. It’s an interesting town, but it seems to be missing the energy it prepared for when expecting more ocean liners. We didn’t get a chance to visit what is touted as a good museum in town. The drive to Prince Rupert along the Skeena River is beautiful, although many miles of similar vistas. We heard that the tour of the cannery in neighboring Prince Edward is interesting, but we tackled that narrow road after 5 p.m. Saturday, so it was closed.
5 — Terrace appears to be a thriving town with big chain stores (including Wal-Mart and the multi-faceted Canadian Tire) plus supermarkets and American-born fast food outlets. We only stopped there for lunch and didn’t look any further.
6 — The Towns of Stewart, B.C., and Hyder, AK, are like two sisters from different parents: quaint, rustic, off the beaten path, very representative of frontier communities. In response to the question about the bears feeding on salmon nearby on Fish Creek, we went by three times but missed the excitement of seeing the star attractions who don’t have a set schedule. The salmons’ schedule should be more dependable, but we were told they were running late, stalled at upstream locations. Others in our group saw several bears, including Old Monica, a grizzly in her dotage, who couldn’t catch any of the spawning salmon, so she settled for the fish whose life-cycle ended with a leap onto the banks, where they awaited the scavengers to remove their corpus.
Our questions to you: Did you go beyond the viewing platform to see the glaciers and other magnificent scenery up the rocky road? We went about 
7 — We think “musk-oxen” should fall into a category of their own. We remember being told at Large Animal Research Station in Fairbanks they are in the sheep family, but the comment about them being in the cow/ox/bison family is probably right. See “Fact” under Definitions Part XXIX-A.
8 — To Stan, who mentioned that central Canada is rather boring, we haven’t been there yet, but since it’s the northern extreme of the U.S. Great Plains, your assessment is probably valid. Add to that, we talked to a family from eastern Alberta in line to be piloted through the Highway 37 forest fires, who said they were in B.C. because it is boring back home.
9 — For those who are looking for early articles in this series and earlier submissions on other topics, all our past blogs should be accessible at:
http://blog.rv.net/author/barry-zander/
We signed on as contributors just a few weeks before our Canada/Alaska .
10 – To the question, “Will my RV hold up to the poor road conditions?” We have seen lots of prehistoric and homemade rigs of all kinds of the road. We don’t know how some of them made it to the U.S./Canada border, but they seem to endure. I wouldn’t worry too much about it.
A quick story – When we first started RVing on August 11, 2006, (Happy Anniversary to us), one of our first stops was in a state campground in Cedar City, Utah. I was still churning from all my years of working, so staying in one place with little to do was a foreign concept to me. When we told the camp host we had to go, he said in a slow, deep drawl, “Wellll, whaaa-cha hurrree?” That has been my credo every since. My poiint: On the roads to and into Alaska, you might ask yourself that often as you slow down in permafrost and construction zones.
11 and 11-A — And finally, to Gary, who doesn’t like the idea of caravan schedules and doesn’t want more people in Washington State. As for schedules, that is a prejudice that we share, but it is just one of the factors to consider when deciding on a caravan. Don’t let your old “I’m set in my ways” attitude cloud your ability to make a decision.
And from what we’ve seen of Washington State, there’s still plenty of room for visitors, and thankfully there is a spot for our daughter to attend college there. What if the Yukon or Alaskan natives put up signs at the border, “Lower 48ers, Turn Back Now.”? You’d wish there was room for you, too.
Believe it or not, we still have more information to impart about Our Alaska Trip.
From the “Never-Bored RVers.” We’ll see you on down the road.