Whitehorse - Saturday August 27, 2011

An hour and a half drive from Johnson’s Crossing put us in Whitehorse, a government funded town in a beautiful setting that left us with a sense that something was missing? (perhaps a personality) A nondescript day weather wise. Dreary cloud. The drive was nice but not outstanding.(we are spoiled).  However, the objective after checking into the Yukon Inn was to stock up on TP, detergent, cat food and litter (a year’s supply). 

The Great Canadian Super Store (GCSS - Loblaws) provided the human necessities and the cat litter but the cat food was another issue. 

Everything at the GCSS is super sized since many of the people shopping here come from afar and only visit two or three times a year so there is lots of “Stocking Up” going on. 

We visited four places looking for Lady Lucy’s preferred victuals with no luck. We even ventured into the Walmart (God save our pure Canadian Souls) based on the rumor that we would find it there. The agreement was that I would wait in the parking lot while Marci went into the store so that only one of us would be tainted. Anything for the “CAT”. We finally had to settle for something else at the “Feed Company” who’s proprietor was both knowledgable and helpful. She knew about supplying people from Inuvik with their year’s supply of various pet foods. She told us she would give us a credit for the unused food if Lucy did not like it, “just send it down with someone when they come shopping in Whitehorse” (1,250kms),she said, as if it happens all the time, which it probably does.

Getting all this stuff into the trailer required another repacking exercise. Balancing the heavy stuff (kitty litter, six cases of food and liquid detergent) at the rear to take some pressure off the trailer tongue. That’s it! No more stuff! The trailer has to survive the Dempster!! Remember???

Elk Stroganoff, half rack of ribs and a few beers on the propane heated patio of the Klondike Ribs and Salmon Restaurant on second street together with some good conversation with two aerial surveyors at the next table wound up our day.