Whitehorse, YT - Tow Day

Today’s our TOW DAY. Oh, boy, Can’t wait.

We had some time to wait so were in the clubhouse doing e-mails and other things. I was taking picturs with this camera but Gary was having a hard time figuring out how to download the pictures.

Yes, our roadside assistance plan has gotten in touch with a tow company and the ‘local’ (if 270 miles can be called ‘local’) Freightliner dealer and is on his way to pick us up. Whew, things are getting rolling - well, we’re rolling backwards but at least it’s a start. 1 step back, 2 steps forwards, right?
We pack up the RV and get it ready for rolling down the road. The tow truck comes about 2:00, parks, then rolls the back 3 axles to the middle of the flat bed, lowers the flat bed, hitches the winch to the back axle of the RV and pulls the RV onto the flat bed. Then he rolls those 3 back axles to the end of the flat bed and is ready to roll. But first, Amanda has some warm ginger cookies and a sandwich for him. Funny, he’s been here before. This campground is almost to the end of the worst stretch of the Alaska Highway, right when people are really tired of dirt, rocks, construction, pilot cars and all. Not only are they happy to see a nice campground, some of them, like us, need a tow.






Actually, Gary thinks that Andrew didn't use a winch but pulled it on himself. Andrew is all muscle, all power. And, a soft-spoken guy. 



Andrew told us that he was going to stop at his home for night and wouldn’t drop off the RV at the Freightliner til 8:00 so we get a motel in Whitehorse.

We head out and he follows. He even comes up behind us while we are waiting for a pilot car.

We are faster than he is (I hope) and quickly outdistance him. Soon, it is time for dinner and we find Frosties, with hamburgs, french fries and a big sunny porch to sit on while we eat. I eat but have my camera ready to snap a picture of our RV on the back of the flat bed as it tools by.

But we finish eating and get back on the road. We missed this bridge on the way out but walk across it on the way back.

Then this sight. Right beside the road. Gary drives slowly, I take pictures. Then he gets level with the bear and I’ve got my right hand sticking out of the window snapping pictures as fast as I can, my left hand is rolling up the window as fast as I can and the bear: it’s looking at me quizzically: ‘Gee, Lady, ain’t you never seen a bear before?’

Then we find another loner grizzly.

Then this elk along side the road. Also posing and looking right at us.

Towards the end of the drive we see this rainbow, arching across the entire sky, vivid in its hues, Neil Young is playing on my iPad, we’re full on hambugs and fries. Sweet. Oh, yeah, our RV is on a flatbed tower and we’re in our Jeep. Something is wrong with this picture.





Then we get a call. Andrew, the tow truck driver, is already at the lot, dropping off our car. Oops, can we cancel that motel? Fat chance. Nope, we’re stuck. But we hit the Freightliner to check it our. Another couple, there with their RV waiting for parts and repairs, shows us the electrical outlet and we plug in for the night and head on to the Days Inn.

Big mistake.