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Posted: 7 years ago
In 1982 the Canadian Thanksgiving was on October 11th. I remember that since we had bought a new Chevy diesel pickup in Seattle, drove to Prince Rupert in B.C. and got on the State Ferry there for a two night voyage to Haines, Alaska. I wanted to make it to Tok, Alaska and spend the night there, then drive the rest of the way to Anchorage the next day. The ferry was late getting into Haines so it was dark by the time we got into Canada. The weather was beautiful, until about three hours or so from Tok. The temperature was crashing, the first notice that something might be amiss ahead was when southbound vehicles from Alaska began passing us with snow all over them.
By the time we got to Beaver Creek in the Yukon I realized I better not take a chance on driving into a Fall snow storm that late at night. So we pulled into a Westmark Hotel there. They said, it's Thanksgiving and we are pretty much closed for the night. What, Thanksgiving?? Anyway, they made do and put us up. By morning the snow had passed and we had a nice breakfast at the hotel. I even got to chatting with the hotel maintenance mechanic who used to fly the bush in the Beaver Creek area, which was right across the border from where I did the same thing on the Alaska side at the same time years before.
The trouble was it was really cold. I made it for about an hour before the engine quit, due I had summer diesel from Seattle in my fuel tanks and it gelled up. But I switched tanks and limped into Tok. Got some winter diesel there and by that time it had started to warm up. Anyway, thank you Canada.