Grizzlee Stories From the North: Dismal Days Ahead
I left Whitehorse after spending 2 days with a friend in
hopes of doing the Dempster Highway.
The weather was in flux and It seemed that the forecast
changed every couple of hours. In my research of the ride reports, riders were
having an extremely hard time on the Dempster as a whole. They had nearly
record rainfall for June and thus reports of injuries, abandoned bikes and
other harrowing tales of woe were rampant. And in talking with locals, it seems
the road to Tuk was in bad shape form the severe wetness, some even stated that
the road was rushed to get open for the season and as a result wasn’t quite
ready for all the tourist.
On My way to Dawson City - Weather not looking promising |
The ride to Dawson was at times misty and for the most
part under clouds with little to no sunshine. I stopped in Carmacks to meet the
owners of the Coalmine Campground to get more skinny on the road conditions and
weather. I got more of the same … complaints of how wet it has been and the
road to Tuk isn’t what it should be. I happened
to have lunch with a road worker and his buddies who worked on the stretch from
Inuvik to Tuk and they told me that I should with until next year. They complained
heavily about the type of rock that was used on the road… it wasn’t good and
that they will have to harvest shale form another site to repair the road
properly. They said in its current state
the road was dangerous and that the Dempster had been shut down due to slides.
I took all this too heart and motored my way further
north. I love this country. At Carmack I crossed the might Yukon River and
shortly thereafter stopped to gaze at Five Finger Rapids. I know this river
well, for I have paddled it three times previously and every time I see it I
get emotional and am reminded of the great times I had paddling it with my
family. The first time, I paddled it with my son when he was 11 years old. That
was a grand adventure.
Yukon River |
Five Finger Rapids |
I continued my way north, passing through Pelly and
eventually coming to Stuarts crossing, about 80 miles away from Dawson. It was
here that I met up with a lone bicyclist who just came off of 14 days of riding
up and down the Dempster Highway. I listened with great horror the tales he
told of the accidents and the abandoned bikes left on the road. He stated that
it was extremely wet and muddy at times. However he did say, there were some
days of sunshine. The day before however, he told me the road had been closed
due to a slide and that some motorcyclist was injured and had to be medevac’d
out.
Damp Camp at Dawson (say that fast five times :-) |
Steamship Graveyard |
My hopes of riding to Tuk were dwindling at this point.
And sure enough, as I arrived at the junction of the Dempster and Klondike
highways, there was a sign stating that that Dempster was closed at mile marker
XXX (I don’t recall the exact mile marker). Disappointed, I made my way into
Dawson city setup camp at the campground across the Yukon river. That was
actually fun. It was about 9:00 at night by now and I took the ferry across the
river to get there. I found a nice secluded campsite and setup my tarp and my
tent. All through the day and night I would get spritz of rain. It was very
humid and sticky.
Old Paddlewheel |
The next morning I took a walk to the see the steamship
graveyard down river form the camp. It is a short walk along the beach. I am
always amazed at the history that is parked here. It is too bad that some of
these steamships were not preserved for historical reference. The steamers were
abandoned in the 1950’s when the Klondike highway was finally built and
connected Dawson to Whitehorse. The need for the old sailing vessels disappeared
overnight. Many of them parked here and left to decay.
Afterwards, I made my way back over the river, via ferry,
and stopped by the NWT visitor’s center. I asked about the road conditions of
the Dempster Hwy and was told that the Dempster was temporarily closed due to
mud slides. Furthermore, I was “strongly” asked not to try to ride the road
until later in the summer or to come back next year, especially alone. They
repeated most of what I already heard… It seems that had an unseasonable heavy
rains and the road conditions are in decay as the maintenance crews are working
round the clock to repair the road… more so than ever this year.
View Dawson City, the Klondike River and the Yukon River form the Midnight Dome |
GrizzLee at the Dome |
So, instead, I decided to ride the Midnight Dome and then
do a circular ride out to Bonanza Creek and ride the Hunker Creek road to Gold
Bottom and up towards Solomons Dome. It was a wonderful ride for the most part
and I got some great footage of modern placer mining in action. It did rain on
me and up towards the summit I could see north into the Dempster country and it
wasn’t looking good at all. Rain, rain, rain and more F@#%ing rain as far as
the eye could see. Damn it!!!
One of the best seats in all of the Yukon |
Yukon River heading into Alaska |
Enjoying the views |
It was at this moment, I decided to head over to Alaska
and ride towards Prudhoe Bay.
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