Day Twelve - 10/28/07 - Cold, Hot, It's Water, Why Not?

We woke up to the beauty of Muncho Lake and the surrounding mountains, and it was pretty cold. Bryan Chang laughs in the face of cold. Bryan Chang gets naked and dives head first into cold. Who would win in a fight between Chuck Norris and Cold? Answer: Bryan Chang. We’ve got pictures to prove it:

The Yin to Bryan’s Yang came shortly thereafter when we reached the fabled Liard Hot Springs, a sort of Mecca for AK Highway Travellers. We grabbed a few brews, hopped the fence to the Beta Pool, and soon enough we were soaking away everything even remotely related to the word cold. The temperature was perfect, like Goldilocks perfect, not the insufferable torture of some hot springs. This was exactly what we needed. We headed out triumphantly, made some canned Alaskan Salmon sandwiches, and then made like sheep and got the flock out of there.

We arrived in the Yukon Territory and checked out the Sign Post Forest, a huge collection of signs posted up by travelers from all corners of the globe. We couldn’t find any of our hometowns, but at least our home states were represented. I was psyched to see a sign from my last real home, Santaigo, Chile…que bacan. We decided that next time we do a road trip to Alaska, we will bring up a Becket sign to add to the forest.

After a leisurely morning and afternoon, we hauled caribou ass to Whitehorse, capital of the Yukon, home to 23,000 Yukonites, 70% of the entire Yukon population. We checked into a motel where we enjoyed a full kitchenette, real beds, wireless internet, Ghostbusters 2, and the joy of not having to clean up our dishes until the morning.