Dawson City stop over

We are now in Dawson City to recharge our batteries, wash some of the bugs and dust off our trailer (and ourselves….) and buy bread and milk before setting off again. Dawson is a shadow of itself in early September. The residents are quietly preparing for winter now that the crowds have disappeared. It used to go down to -50 in the winter but now only dips to -40! The ice bridge doesn’t form as early or as consistently after the ferry stops running and our Tombstone guide who has lived here for four years gets marooned for longer in his cabin on the other side of the river. He takes his holidays in November and hunkers down in his off-the-grid cabin while he waits for the ice bridge to form. He works in Tombstone until September 15 then works as a flight attendant for Sunwing in the winter. There are as many stories as people in Dawson.