Kluane Lake was a bit choppy in the morning, which meant the kayaks would not be launched. We would have been blown northward towards Burwash if we'd tried it!

View of Kluane Lake from our campsite
After our dogwalk, we hit the road, northbound towards Beaver Creek (my hometown).

Heading northward from Congdon Creek towards Destruction Bay

Approaching Destruction Bay

Looking south between Burwash Airfield and the Duke River, looking
towards the Donjek Range/St. Elias Mtns

Swede Johnson Creek is a bit north of the old Kluane Wilderness
Village, near the Kluane River
The Donjek River area is another favourite area with many childhood memories.

The Donjek River valley in the distance, with the white-capped St.
Clare peak on the right
There's some rough spots just before the bridge crossing the Donjek River.

South of the Donjek River

Donjek River - looking northward

Approaching Koidern River northbound

The Koidern River Lodge isn't open

Wetland north of the Koidern River
Another amazing river is the White River, again an area with many special childhood memories.

Looking north over the White River
The permafrost in the Beaver Creek area means the highway is usually rough with frost heaves and breaks in the asphalt. It is often under repair or being rebuilt.

Oops!
Huh? A signal light on the Alaska Highway, a few miles south of the Dry Creek area!

Waiting for the pilot car

Descending to Dry Creek, following the pilot car

This is how a culvert gets installed in a permafrost zone

The James Trail runs through this valley towards Snag

Still trying to figure out what works

Permafrost Test Section

Just about there!
Beaver Creek has changed a bit since I was a kid here. The old bridge is gone and I miss seeing it.
In Beaver Creek we first stopped to fill the truck with diesel.
OOPS, noticed a flat tire starting on the fifth wheel, thank
goodness for tandem axles! We carefully pulled into a RV site at the
Beaver Creek
RV Park. Removed the tire and took it over to FarWest for
a repair. The fellow who fixed the tire chatted with us, he was in
his 80s and said he was likely going to retire soon because it was
getting harder to lift the tires. Sigh ... sure hope I'm that
healthy and well at that age!
After the tire was back on the fifth wheel, we settled in for a quiet night of visiting with friends at the RV park's office. Shared many memories from the past.