Arriving back on the old US of A soil felt good until the border guards wanted to confiscate our two bags of apples. I remarked that they were in their original bags and, after looking at the labels, the guards returned our precious fruit.
The road from the last Yukon town of Haines Junction to the border was downright awful. Driving between 35 and 45 miles per hour, it took all morning. And we are stressing even more when the check engine light comes on. But after 20 miles it goes back off.
Screeching sounds are heard as we are backing into the campsite. After securing the camper we look for the source of the noise and find a welcoming committee of one to greet us.
It’s a golden eagle!
He was content to stay in the tree allowing us to admire him, flying away only after a boat startled him.
Later that night we were entertained by a naturalist lecture on permafrost (only 9 inches down) and learning a few wildflowers.
A wee bit behind on our postings…..currently in a campground in Tok where we will stay another night, heading toward Valdez tomorrow. Today’s Tuesday, 6/18.