North Ranch neighbors, Dee and Jerry Thomas, sent an e-mail this morning that tomorrow they would be in Alberta, Canada, and well on their way to Alaska. They said they had read my RVing Alaska book and had planned to ask me over to discuss their trip before they left but as frequently happens time ran out. They will be spending about three weeks in BC and the Yukon Territory before crossing into Alaska. I’m glad they are taking their time. I’ll keep you updated on their adventures.
Chris, a friend I hung with part of the time in Port Townsend last summer e-mails that he is in Wrangell, Alaska, visiting with buddies he hasn’t seen in ten years. He’s participating in the spring Chinook Derby in the Zimovia Channel and his biggest catch so far was 19 pounds 4 ounces but the leader had one 37 pounds, 7 ounces. Well, just to be there must be exciting.
Wrangell is at the northern tip of Wrangell Island along the Alaska Marine Highway. In 2001, the ferry stopped in Wrangell for about twenty minutes in the middle of the night to load and unload passengers and freight so I can’t say I saw much about it. Wrangell is also near the mouth of the Stikine River. British Columbia holds the headwaters of the Stikine River and the closest community is Telegraph Creek, BC, about 372 miles up that river.
I drove into Telegraph Creek, also in 2001, from the Cassiar Highway. It was the only community on the river and probably still is. It was May 24 and I parked next to the Stikine River Song Café. Apparently nobody was home. I saw trucks all over the place but no people anywhere. Even the RCMP office had its door locked. Only the river was moving. River trip explorations were advertised but I guess they weren’t expecting anybody that early in the season. There might be a reason for that. The gravel road in has 18 and 20% grades. Although I was in a 27’ motorhome and had no problems, I wouldn’t recommend it.
I finally gave up on finding anyone. It felt a like I had taken “one step beyond.” Of course I felt a little like that when I hit Wrangell that fall, too. I had landed at Sitka, Alaska on 9-11-2001, just before Wrangell.
Life does have its twists and turns doesn’t it? God Bless until next week.
Minshall’s RVing Alaska and Canada (A “How to” and “Why not” book) available thru Amazon.
At 45, Widow Minshall began 20 years of solo full-time RVing throughout Alaska, Mexico, and Canada. Sharlene canoed the Yukon, mushed sled dogs, worked a dude ranch, visited Hudson Bay polar bears, and lived six months on a Mexican beach. She lectured at Life on Wheels, published six RV-related books and wrote a novel, “Winter in the Wilderness.”