We set off for the Cottonwood RV park on the shores of Kluane Lake.  The add looked beautiful, so we thought we might spend a few days.  We stopped at a rest stop next to a river so Fozzie could get a swim.

There was quite a bit of construction along the way, where you had to drive on the gravel road.  It brought back memories of when my family first drove up to Alaska in 1965, and the whole road was gravel.

Getting it set up

In honor of sighting our first Grizzly Bear, Griz beer!  The bear didn’t show when we had the camera out.

As you can see from the snow caped mountains surrounding the lake, that water is cold!

The lake was beautiful, but the wind started blowing and the temperature dropped to 42 degrees.

The dog could not stay out of the water.  He swam and frolicked until he was shivering.  We dried him off, and warmed him up.  He looks like he wants some hot chocolate.

Since the next day and the weekend were the Canadian Independence day weekend, Cottonwood RV was full up, so we had to move on.

So we chose this RV park called Yukon Motel and restaurant, Lakeshore RV Park.  The thought was that it might have a lakeshore that Fozzie could swim in.  Well not so much.

On the way we saw a few bears.  This guy’s rather brown.  I don’t know if that makes him a grizzly or not.

This one stayed in the woods.

The lakeshore was a shallow swamp.  Fozzie had fun though.

Any water is fun for Fozzie

In honor of Canada’s 150th birthday, they had these maple leaf shaped Frozen hamburger patties.  Yum! Grilled Maple leaves!

Another Provence for our map!

This park had the oddest wifi of any we stayed at.  The wifi was only in their cafe.  The odd part was that they gave you a username and password that was good for only one hour.  Then you had to go and get another one.  My WIFI Ranger was able to pick up the signal, but going to the office every hour was a pain.

So on we go.  We actually start to see wildlife.  Here’s a Big Horn Ram.

And a black bear.  We saw five or six on this leg.  More later.

We finally found where the buffalo roam (across the highway)

These are Woods Buffalo.

A herd of them.

We finally get to Coal Creek.

The RV park is six sites next to the Motel and restaurant.  The restaurant served excellent Buffalo Burgers.

It’s located where the Liard river meets up

With Coal Creek.  The sign warns not to hunt on tribal land.

Here’s the creek with a bridge across it.

Fozzie couldn’t wait to jump into the icy water.

Ok Where Now?

On the way to the triple G, we saw two black bears crossing the road.  Our first wildlife.

We pulled into the Triple G RV park just as it started to rain.  We got everything set up then the heavens opened up with a spectacular thunder storm.   We watched the rain, hail, and lightening from our warm cozy trailer.

Soon, one after another of these huge motor homes started showing up.  It’s odd to see your tow vehicle being used as an auxiliary for one of these things.

They all are part of a caravan.  They all have this sticker in the window.  Must be 30 or so of them.

Next to the park is this cute museum, with old cars and trucks.

Many date from the construction of the Highway.

Here we are all tucked into the trees.

We Start down the Alaska Highway.  We thought to spend some time in Dawson Creek, but there was no room.  All of the RV parks were full.  We finally found this funky little RV park outside Fort Nelson.  The park had a lot of trees, water, sewer, and 110V power.

Fozzie gets his first selfie.

Beautiful British Colombia.

Meanwhile, the storm clouds were gathering.

Shirks in Valleyview Alberta Canada.

Sherks was a fun campground.  They gave us a goody bag with pads , pens, a flashlight and a calendar.  The site was absolutely level.

Put up the Giants flag, hoping it would help them win.  Alas…

The Jeep has been doing a great job.  I set the cruise control to 55 and the Jeep takes care of everything else.  Up hill, down hill, or on the flat, the Jeep stays pegged at 55 +/- 2 MPH.

Riverbend RV park in Alberta British Clombia

We got to add a whole country to our RV, and Alberta.

The best thing about this place was that they had some water for Fozzie to swim in.

Once again, So many RV parks consist of a pad.  This one had a river inlet, which was filled with weed.  Fozzie liked it.

Shelby is just at the boarder between  Montana and Alberta Canada.  We stayed at the Trails West RV park that was just behind the Best Western Hotel in Shelby Montana.

We walked the dog in the prairie behind the hotel.  This is a prickly pare cactus flower I thought looked nice.

The best thing about this park is that the Best Western had a breakfast buffet.

The boarder crossing.  We were held up for quite a while.  They made us sit and wait for a Canadian Boarder Agent.  Then he tapped onto his computer, handed us back our passports and told us we were good to go.

So much of Montana, and Idaho for that matter, are miles and miles of miles and miles.   I was a little concerned about fuel, since it was quite a ways between fuel stations.  We stayed at the Lincoln road RV park.

We add Montana

Your basic RV park.  Generic RV parks have a gravel pad and grass areas.  The wind was blowing so bad we couldn’t extend the awning.  Generic RV parks have nothing much to say for them.  This one had an unfenced very large field for a dog run.

One of the objectives of this expedition was to go to Salmon Idaho.  Marian is related to Emma Russel (the sheep queen of Idaho).  We detoured through Idaho so that we could explore the Lemhi museum, and the Yearian graveyard.

The Salmon River canyon is something that just needs to be experienced.

The beauty, and the fantastic colors of the rock formations are impossible to express in photos.

We stayed at the Wagonhammer RV Resort.  What a great resort.  The hosts were very friendly, the park was clean, green, and great.

Fozzie found that he liked the river because he could swim and swim against the flow.  He had a great time.

The museum had this old stage coach on display out in front.

At the Lemhi museum, here’s a china cabinet that belonged to the Yearian.

This Peace Pipe belonged to EM Yearian, and was given to him by Toompompy, son of Tendoy.

We found the Yearian Cemetery ( had to use GPS coordinates ).

Panoramic looking down the valley

Looking back at the cemetery.