Day Thirteen to Whitehorse

Breaking camp early, I headed over to the hot spring to get a quick wake-up drip. Once I returned to the bike I jammed my wet trucks into the top of backpack. Kent was just finishing breaking down his tent. We both left Laird Hot Springs heading for Whitehorse. It was going to be a long day on the road. The main concern now was getting gas. We drove a hundred mile to Coal River to fill up. While we stopped we grabbed breakfast. The food was not cheap, but was really good.
On the way out of town we an ran up on a dog playing in the road. We both slowed down and the dog forced us over into the other lane. As we passed, the dog chased after us. One more obstical avoided. About an hour later we ran up on a Grizzly bear hanging out in the ditch. Once again we both slowed down and the bear started moving toward us. We both sped up and skipped the photo op!
The last animal life we saw was a herd of 20 Buffalo just hanging out along the road.

The road construction was the next hair-raising experience. We were at a 10 mile clip at the seam of the road. The road construction crews are nice to motorcyclers. The dust is really bad from the gravel, so they move all bikers up to the front of the line. As we followed pilot car we headed down a hill. The driving was wobbl,y but becomes really crazy when the thickness of the gravel increased to 4 inches. In addition to Kent and I, there was a Harley rider running up behind us. No one wanted to apply any brakes. As we headed down the hill, the Harley rider started to pass me. Thankfully the road flatted out we all spread out again. The tension was realty high by the end of the ten miles.
Thankfully, the road leveled out and about lunchtime we stopped in Watson Lake. The Sign Forest is a interesting tourist trap full of signs and found art. Ken and I wandered around until we found the signs I had made for my dad. On his drive up, he had stopped and hung them. Fueling up, we and made our way toward Whitehorse.