After two trips, we've never experienced Whitehorse in warmer than -15 C conditions, but there's been enough whining about the cold in this blog already.
With our feet numb and frost bitten, our spirits bitter and beaten, feeling road-haggered and testy, we endured a day of more cold temperatures while doing errands in the Whitehorse, the capital city of the Yukon.
Fourteen species of tropical orchids live at the Liard hot springs in northern British Columbia, Canada. Fourteen. Tropical Plants.
Sitting at 59 degrees north, and just south of the border of British Columbia and the Yukon territories, it's an ecological anomaly surrounded by a harsh and unforgiving landscape. Fueled by warm geothermal waters, Liard harbors a rich boreal forest with moss laden branches and perfect natural pools of soothing clear water. It's a utopic setting that attracts every mammal in the region- most recently, road weary homo sapiens.
With the transmission down, our stay in Abbotsford British Columbia became an opportunity to develop as grease connoisseurs.
Inside the John's C. Anderson's trailer is a legitimate grease refinery. It allows one to take grease from a restaurant, and in theory, convert it directly into useful fuel on the spot.
The simplified steps are as follows:
1. Collect used cooking grease in the back alleys of restaurants (Asian food restaurants are the best).
Originally, Tobias Liljeroth and I were supposed to be in Whistler for magazine shoot before having Mark and Stephan pick us up before heading up to Alaska. With Mark and Stephan delayed in Utah, Toby, myself, and a Scotsman named Mike headed down to Vancouver, B.C. to wait for the pick-up in a more cosmopolitan environment.
Vancouver became a sushi and beer tour.
After checking into a hosted downtown, we had our first sushi sensation at a place right around the corner- 24 pieces for me- that place scored pretty high.