It happens we rode into town during one of the biggest social events of the summer - the Dawson City Music Festival. The town was packed with merrymakers, most availing themselves of the saloons ahead of a trip to the festival. We dined at the Sourdough Saloon, where the drink of the night was the Sour toe (don't ask).
P-Rock is blogging the festival (or the beer garden next to the festival, which appeared to be the main event for 95% of the attendees). Pictured is a ad hoc drum band playing drums and 400 gallon oil tank.
Much fun, much mud. We have also come to believe that some derivation of the word Yukon must mean "Strong Ale".
The Day 19 ride started with breakfast just outside Dawson City - saw this poster on the entrance wall. We passed the Top Of The World Golf Course sign on the way into town (on the side of a fairly steep mountain), but did not see the course. Looks like we missed the midnight tourney by a few weeks.
The Day 19 ride started ugly - mud and rain. We did eventually merit some asphalt, only to have it interrupted by the loosest gravel patches yet (not fun that). Add the blinding dust, and the ride was interesting (thankfully uneventful - Szak - the bells are working great). We finished with a decent roll into Whitehorse with a nice cloud-mottled sky. Noticed the GPS directions during the trip, and had to post - the picture is not great, as the road was shaking the GPS quite a bit - the top bar reads "2 to 1" - not sure if Garmin was giving me directions, or odds of survival given the road conditions.
Tomorrow, leaving "Strong Ale" for BC. For more pics, check out the SmugMug site:
Blackie out.
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