0n the road to Boya Lake Provincial Park
Jun 14, 2017
|We had mounted the motor scooter the previous afternoon and looked forward to a short 201 mile ride to our next campsite at Boya Lake Provincial Park along the Cassiar Highway 37 North. It turned out the the road to Boya was not as good as what we had previously experienced on Highway 16 or even at the beginning of Highway 37 until Meziadin.
However we spotted a Bald Eagle squabbling with some crows on a Lodgepole Pine and 4 black bears along the roadside. Quite often I had to reduce the speed to some 40 - 45 MPH. Then it turned out that I had miscalculated the distance which in the end turned out to be 282 miles! On top of that my fuel gage was down to 1/4 as I rushed past a warning sign "next fuel in 152 km".
That is 95 miles in mostly uninhabited countryside with barely a pullout from the road where I could stop and dismount the motor scooter to run for fuel "in case we ran out of diesel"! Not good I mentioned to myself. I feared that Carlotta and Josef would push the 13 ton Beaver and I would struggle to steer without power assist until we found a "pullout"!
As luck has it I found a small store selling fuel at elevated prices about 6 miles before Boya Lake. How lucky is this. I ground my teeth as I filled 60 liters, about 17 gallon of the precious stuff into the Beaver's belly and felt good.
Shortly afterwards we turned into the access road to Boya Lake. a full two hours after I originally estimated our arrival. All is well that ends well. We transported the Kayak partially deflated in the living room of the Beaver and Josef had fit to swim in a jiffy. Before we knew it he was paddling on the turquoise and crystal clear waters of the lake starting out from our lakefront site with it's own little beach. How good is life!
My RV pen pal Larry wrote that Boya Lake is one of his favorite campgrounds and from what we have seen so far he has a valid point. We planned to spend two nights to enjoy the surroundings. Josef is determined to catch his first fish off the Kayak, Carlotta and I will do the scenic hike. A light rain fell during the night which kept us from doing the campfire and luckily Josef turned the Kayak upside down to avoid finding a pool in it in the morning. The 12 year old is learning a lot of RV camping fast.
During the 8 hour ride Josef swatted a large number of mosquitoes. Even I at the steering wheel dispatched a good number of them as they buzzed around my face and hands. We were much afraid that we would meet their replacements at Boya Lake but to our great surprise this was not so. Back in Meziadin Werner and Silvia asked "when does one avoid mosquitoes in this land"? My answer, a quote for The Milepost, the definitive travel guide to Alaska was " during December, January and February"!
Thursday morning it was overcast and at times a light rain fell upon this land of deep green and turquoise. I woke early and explored the camp. Most occupants are in either small vehicles like trailers, Jack up campers (mounted on the back of pickup trucks or Fifth Wheel trailers, a modified and more spacious and maneuverable version of a trailer. We are the only Class A motor home, a bus like camper.
There are quite a few tent campers who pack and unpack their equipment from their passenger cars and set up the campsite with the necessary cooking equipment. A great way to enjoy nature, except when it rains. The temperature at 6 am was 43 F, a bit cooler than the 44 F we experienced in Meziadin.
There are strict rules regarding quiet hours in the camp. Generators are allowed only between the hours of 9 - 11 am and 6 - 8 pm. A rule we fully support. It is most annoying to be in god's unspoiled nature sitting next to someone who runs their generator at all hours of the day. The Beaver is equipped with an "Inverter" which converts DC electricity to AC electricity and is fed by the 6 massive batteries in the basement. This enables me to make a much needed cup of coffee in the early morning or to run the toaster if need be.
Since Thursday was a "rest day" breakfast was at leisure. The anticipated sun made occasional attempts to penetrate the clouds but with little success. Josef went out on the lake in search of the elusive fish. Carlotta and I did a mild hike along the lake shore and admired the lovely shades of turquoise in the water contrasting with the deep green of the ever present forest.
In a pow wow we skipped driving to Watson Lake once we leave Boya on Friday and head straight to Whitehorse, Yukon Territory for an over night. Our plan is to buy some provisions and then do the long drive to Haines, Alaska on Saturday. This would be the second time for Josef and I to set foot on Alaska soil in one week.
Haines is a picturesque town towards the end of the Lynn Canal only some 20 miles distant from Skagway, AK which Carlotta and I visited last year on a cruise but without a connecting road. To travel from Skagway to Haines one takes the Alaska State Ferry but only the large ferry would handle the Beaver. We decided to drive the 237 miles on land and spend two or three days in Haines.