Top of the World

We survived the drive to the Top of the World.  The road from Tok to Dawson City is called the Top of the World.  The road follows the top of the mountain range not unlike the Blue Ridge Parkway back home.  At many points it is narrow; almost one lane and we needed to slow way down to get by other large vehicles.  The road sort of follows an arch from Tok, through Chicken, and over to Dawson City.  Most of the road is unpaved and hadn't seen a grader in quite awhile.  I guess we were lucky it wasn't raining as much of the surface appeared to be clay and would have been very slippery.  Anyway it reaches its highest point just after we entered into Canada (The northern most international border crossing in North America).  We stopped at a rest area and said our goodbyes to Alaska.  It is hard to believe that we are on our way back home.

Just before we got to Dawson City Dave wanted to stop and get some pictures at Foreplay Mountain.  Turns out he misread the name it was Mount Fairplay.  Oh well, on we went.

 The only way to get across the Yukon River to Dawson City is by ferry.  The ferry has no dock; they just run it in close to shore and drop down the ramp while the captain holds the boat on shore with the prop.  You drive on and he backs away into the fast flowing river.  He does a slipstream across the river and repeats the landing on the other side.  Later on that evening we walked over to Diamond Tooth Gerties Gambling Hall for some drinks, gambling, and the 10:30 show.

Dave went back for more pictures.