Whitehorse, Burnt Toast, The Construction Zone, The Cassier Highway, No Pressure and the Red Goat - Day 26

The hotel we stayed at in Whitehorse was just about the nosiest and coldest place on earth! We had a ground floor room and there were 2 other biker travelers above us walking around and dropping things at all hours of the night, Besides them , there was a room of either natives (more likely) or Mexicans in the next room. The about 4 or 5 girls show up. They made a racket all night. To top things off, the room was stuffy, so I turned the A/C on and the temp readout was 24C - about 76F. The white noise form the A/C thankfully helped drown out some of the noise. Got some sleep, but woke up tired and cold - A/C had a mind of its own.

We walk downtown - about 3 blocks and have breakfast at a place called Burnt Toast. Typical breakfast - eggs, toast (not burnt), Yukon Potatoes, bacon, coffee.

Load the bikes, pump up Ed's front tire and we're off. Not long after we're on the road, we  hit our favorite stretch of roadway - the Construction Zone. Wait for a Pilot Car, ride slowly through soft gravel and dirt fast enough to not drop the bike and continue on.

Our goal for the day was Dease Lake - about 420 miles away. Once we Hit BC, we do the YT, BC two-step as the Alaska Highway weaves itself through both Canadian Provinces.

On the way, we fill Ed's tire about every 100 miles, stop for lunch in Nugget City - one of those gas, food, gift shop RV combo places - yep, that's it - Nugget City. Last chance for gas for 283km. 

We do a routine stop to pump up the tire in the middle of no where, literally, no where and guess what? The tire pressure goes from 35lbs to 15lbs in no time flat. And even better, the air pump is dead. That's right - no pressure out of the pump. I go and ride back to see if I can find that group of bicyclists we passed about 10 miles back to see if they have a manual pump. Find them about 5 miles back and yes, they do have a pump, so I get back to Ed and start flagging down anything that goes by. A guy form Indiana stops and has a pump. Yes! Saved. As we're pumping the tire, the bicyclists catch up and stop. By then, the pressure id up ad we're on our way.

We finally make it to Dease Lake and on the way, we see a brown bear just walking on the side of the road. Since we're on motorcycles and he's a bear, we look and keep going.

We finally get to Dease Lake, gas up, and check the store for a portable air pump - voila, they have one, so Ed gets it. Back in business. Now to find a room. Before we leave the pump, Ed realizes he's missing his waterproof sack from his seat. Well, we're at the pump and there's a guy in a car filling up. He asks, any of you lose a sack? And out comes Ed's sack. Things are looking up. Try for a room,  and there's none to be had.

You have to understand, this is a gravel and paved road that has nothing in over 150 miles. We ask at the store about the next place that a have a room and they tell us it's 80km down the road. 50 miles later, the place is out of business, so we move south. About 2 miles later, we see a sign near a dirt road that says Red Goat Cabins. We take the turn and back in business. We gat a cabin on a lake for the night. When signing in at the restaurant, office, restroom, dining hall, we smell fish. Ask if dinner is still available and the response is yes, fish and chips. So we order, unpack, change, and back to he office, etc, and dinner is ready. Hits the spot.

We pay and ask if breakfast is served, and the woman replies yes, breakfast food. Eggs, bacon, etc. Sounds good. Walk down to the lake and take a few pics, back to the cabin, write this stuff, and out.

WIFI is spotty at best, so pics will more than likely come when we get back to civilization and the good old USA. Can't wait.