After the hot springs, Choppy and I made our way to Continental Divide, a place that is less a town, and more a place along the Alaska Highway that happens to have a gas station/motel/RV Park combo, and therefore merits a name so that people can figure out where they are along the road (because “by the ten millionth pine tree” is not going to work as a description). Not surprisingly, this particular “town” is on the continental divide. It’s not just a name, it’s a description. Some pictures from our day.
After many false alarms about the presence of bison on the road, I finally saw this lone guy standing on the side of the road shortly after leaving Liard Hotsprings. I took many, many pictures. Choppy barked a lot. The bison remained unfazed.
And then, I drove a bit further down the road and came across an entire bison herd. Not pictured: most of said herd. Also? There are something like 500,000 bison in captive herds in the United States. So, basically, I have spent several days waiting to see free range cattle (granted, cattle that are large, have big ol’ horns and a propensity to attack without provocation, but still, cattle).
Choppy and I stopped at this little marker delineating the border between British Columbia and the Yukon Territory. Not pictured: the many times after this that the road crossed back and forth between the two places.
A little further down the road and there was this more impressive sign welcoming us to the Yukon. Note: even after this sign, the road randomly dips back into British Columbia. They didn’t put up these signs every time it does, though. Probably because they lack the manpower, as illustrated by a simple comparison: Choppy has 32,982 Facebook fans as I write this, while the Yukon Territory had 33,897 people in the 2011 census. That’s right, almost as many people like Choppy on Facebook as choose to live in this entire Territory.
The Watson Lake Sign Post Forest. It’s thousands of signs people have put up on poles since the road was built. Many of these signs appear to have been stolen from hometown highways. That’s what happens when you are in a place that is merely a territory: lawlessness ensues. Also? I’m pretty sure there are more signs here than residents of the Yukon.
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