After our triple roundabout fiasco at the boarder we were in. The wide open plains of Alberta, Canada welcomed us; can't say the same for the $15 six packs of beer though. See the difference about us here citizens under the great Red, White and Blue is as long as we can have our cheap beer we don't give a damn about our health. Politics aside, we were past Calgary, past Edmonton and wouldn't be seeing another real city until...well until we passed them again on our return trip.
We pulled the ole' rig aside to rest in Dawsons Creek. I was excited to maybe catch a glimpse of the hot preteen version of Katie Holmes but then I realized this was Dawsons Creek, British Columbia, Canada and not the fictional television Dawson's Creek; and now I realized that I just released to the whole world wide web that I know that Katie Holmes was on the show Dawson's Creek. Shit; the secret is out.
I once again pulled the morning shift, hitting the dusty trails until reaching Muncho Lake, BC. We pulled asided at a small truck stop, doubled as a bakery, where we ate and had our pure amateur trucker status exposed by the legendary "Bill"; a true ice road trucker who scoffs at the thought that they've even made a docudrama tv show based on his passion and profession.
"Bill" told us there would be buffalo on the road, and damnit; would Bill lie to us? There sure as hell were Buffalo on the road. I stopped to stack my stock footy of a buffalo brawl. in hopes of trying to sell to the travel channnel or better yet, my favorite NFL football team, the Buffalo Bills. And I swear I'm not just claiming football in hopes reaffirm my manhood after admitting to everyone I know Katie Holmes was on Dawson's Creek.

- Round three.

- We've seen this sign a few times in the past 12 hours.

- Calgary, Alberta Canada

- Quick stop for gas and to pick up some fireworks.

- That ain't apple juice. No time to stop for a piss on the ice roads.

- Bow Valley Lager, an ice road standard.

- Deep into BC.

- Wyatt mappin' it out.

- Yukon gold.

- The upsides of RV'ing. Your living room window.

- Stone Mountain Provincial Park, British Columbia.

- Portrait of a trucker.

- Outside of Muncho Lake, BC.

- Canadian maple.

- Bill points himself out as "the man" as if we didn't know it the minute we walked in the door.

- Sharing our best trucker stories. Bill must have been at least amused, because he gave us his trucker map of the Yukon. It reaked of cigarettes, booze and diesel fuel. Needless to say we all felt honored and humbled.

- Jack's trucks stop outside of Muncho Lake, BC.

- Liard hot springs. Is that some blonde Canadian chick in the middle of the picture?

- 110 degree water in the middle of BC.

- Bill warned us. "There's a lot of them Buffalo. And hell they don't even stop for me!" And coming from Bill, that's saying a lot.

- More impressive than the number of heards along the roadside is the massive amount of crap they've dropped.

- This guy boarders between looking docile and innocent and looking like he's about to charge our RV.

- Yet another buffalo heard.

- Watson Lake, Yukon Canada.

- A true Alaskan husky. Probably more wolf than dog.

- Unfortunately as close to seeing the northern lights as we came on the road trip.

- The further north you go the more impressive the mountains get.

- Outside of Haines Junction.

- Trucker Wyatt about to take us across the ice roads of Destruction Bay, Yukon Canada.

- We can now check "moose" off of the wildlife shot checklist.

- Build me a road over that ice and I'll truck it.

- The maps don't give justice to the size of the land we were traveling. The Yukon looks tiny compared to what it really is.