We saw our first moose near Tetsa River, and shortly after that, several groups of stone sheep beside the road. Stone sheep are Dall sheep – which apparently vary somewhat from one area to another. Those we saw were much more slender than either mountain goats or bighorns, but we only saw females and kids.
Today’s drive was through the Rockies, very scenic, but slow due to lots of curves, road repairs, big trucks and old RVs. We stopped at the high point, Summit Lake, and took pix.
Muncho Lake is drop dead beautiful and allegedly full of huge lake trout. Our next door neighbors, local folk, said their friend caught a 30 pounder here. Even discounting the size for the standard fisherman’s exaggeration factor (actual size x 1.3) you’ve still got one helluva fish.
Muncho Lake is drop dead beautiful and allegedly full of huge lake trout. Our next door neighbors, local folk, said their friend caught a 30 pounder here. Even discounting the size for the standard fisherman’s exaggeration factor (actual size x 1.3) you’ve still got one helluva fish.
No matter what you have for dinner, it always tastes better when you’re camping. It was shrimp tonight, skewered, slathered with olive oil and a bit of salt and pepper, and cooked over a wood fire. Sides were sautéed mushrooms and zucchini, and spuds au gratin. Awesome!
We gassed up in Toad River at a cost of $97. The campground managers here said that the place we stopped for gas was the worst one we could have picked and the most spendy of the entire Alaska Highway. Good news/bad news: we could have done better but it’s all downhill from here.
Pix, from top: 3 of Muncho Lake, sheep, then Summit Lake.
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