Then we went inside the museum and were looking at all the displays when one of the young employees played the piano.
Our RV is not just dirty, it is filthy. I am embarassed to look at it and, even though I’ve done the front of the RV almost everyday we’ve been on the road back to Iowa, it’s still not as clean as I would like.
But, we decided that there would be more sand along the way so - why clean it now? On the other hand, some of the dirt we’re carrying is not really just sand and dust, it is mud and, since we don’t want to wash it off into the lush grass in one of our favorite campgrounds in Iowa, we decided to try the truck wash here. Cool. It even has an upper walkway to do the roof. Ah, but we decided to just spray the sides and front, just to get rid of the mud.
Marl told us that he had owned a gas station along the Alaska Highway - until they realigned the road. The original road followed natural landmarks like rivers and often was pretty curvy. Sometimes, people who traveled it wondered what the old surveyors were thinking when they plotted its path through the wilderness. Some thought it was to confuse the Japanese should they ever land here. Others thought it was a training ground for new engineers on how to build a curve. But the real reason was pretty mundane: they were going fast and punched it through where they could.
This section of road originally had 132 curves within 35 miles. As one traveler said:
‘Winding in and winding out
Leaves my mind in serious doubt,
as to whether the man who built this route
was going to hell or coming out.’
Then we took off - just another 1 1/2 hours down the road to an old abandoned Provincial Park next to an airstrip. We read that this strip can get really active if there is a forest fire near the area since it is used as a staging area for the fire fighters and their planes.