Ignorance is Bliss

"O Canada, Our Home and Native Land..."


Is this really a highway?


Sweet winding road....


LONG, sweet winding road.....


Living dangerously on the newly paved road....


Traffic Jam on the nice new pavement....


Even more winding road....


Pretty.


We were stuck behind this sweet piece of machinery for several miles.


Blowing some bubbles.


Tattoos. Our son decided to put his new markers to use designing some sweet tatts on his body. Needless to say, after this his art supplies were reduced to crayons. :)


Ignorance is Bliss....and other graffiti.


Today we made it to Dawson Creek, which is the official start of the "Alaska Highway" or as I still call it, the Alcan. I tried to get a decent picture of the official Mile Zero sign, but this was what I managed.....a nice, bug splattered windshield version. :)


About 5 miles into our official journey on the Alcan we hit a detour.


The nice detour gave our vehicle a lovely mud bath. :)



What can I say about the Alexander MacKenzie Inn? Nothing really nice, but considering the fact that the Super 8 up the road was $269 per night, we didn't have much of a choice. I didn't take any interior pictures, but I assure you that the room was decked out in the finest linens, paintings and tv the 1970's had to offer. Our room was FREEZING so they sent a portable heater up. We were still using it in the morning while I attempted to blow dry my hair and BAM the lights went out. Apparently having the two going at the same time was too much for our room to handle. The best part of the hotel was the sweet strip club located just off the lobby....called "The Wet Spot." I promise I'm not making that up!