I decided to stay two nights at the YTC at Klondike River (actually 1.5km from the river!). I’d done a hard day’s drive, so I would enjoy a quiet evening at home, then scope out my housing and work options ‘in town’ the next day. Town, you say? Oh, come on, you know exactly where I am and if you don’t, you were just too lazy to pull out a map! 😀 I won’t say it until the next post, though, because I’m silly that way.

The campground has two pull-thrus, but they are arced, so no good for pulling in and unhooking. I needed to unhook and didn’t like how open the pull-thrus are, so I instead back into a nice long treed site. I’m rusty at the whole backing up thing and I was very tired, so getting in took some work, but I was finally squared away.

I love these rustic government campgrounds because they have so many fewer rules than do private campgrounds and usually offer a lot more privacy. I can set up a clothesline if I want and sit outside without feeling obligated to say hi to neighbours.

The fee to stay at YTC is 12$ per night per accommodation unit (ie. if friends camp and each have a tent, then it’s 12$ per tent per site). That’s fine for short term stays, but for a month you might as well find a park with a monthly rate. I was happy to learn that you at least get free firewood for your 12$.

So, for the first time in my life, I made a campfire to sit by in the evening while wearing sunglasses. It was a rather weird experience, LOL!

I made bannock over the fire for breakfast the next day, mixing cinnamon and a chopped apple into the dough:

I went to bed early and slept like the dead, to be expected after the sleepless night I had in Whitehorse, which already felt like it was a whole world away.

I did exactly 502.4 kilometres this day, my second longest day ever on the road.