Date: Sun, 11 Aug 1996 21:56:16 -0400

From: Eddiehintz@aol.com

Subject: Trip Report: The Feast!

 

Hey now,

It's 7 August and we are en route to Boya Lake Provincial Park, on the Cassiar Highway in BC. This morning we lost 3 busses. Gary & Corrine set off with the Freemans for Laird Hot Springs, thence to Edmonton & Indiana respectively, and Sue headed for Fairbanks AK. So of the original 14 busses we'll be down to 7 tonight at Boya Lake. Tomorrow morning Bob Hoover and myself will head for Stuart BC/Hyder AK, to get our taste of Alaska, and some fresh seafood, while the others head down to Telegraph Creek on yet another poor condition dirt road. It's somewhat sad to be slowly losing this wonderful group of friends with which we've shared so much over the last 2 weeks, many of whom live so far away it will likely be years before our paths cross again. Another adventure lies ahead, yet my soul wishes that this one wouldn't end. But it must.

However, we will have the memories.

One of them will be The Feast. On the night of 5 August, we pulled into the Wolf Creek Campground just south of Whitehorse. The list was: Bob Hoover, myself, Pete & Sally, Sue, & Gary & Corinne. As I mentioned in my last report, we had a group feast in the works, and oh what a feast! Sally made this marvelous stew, with fresh veggies & hamburger, Gary cooked up corn on the cob over the campfire, everyone supplied parts of the salad, and Bob made "Bob's Beans La Boom"! Truly exceptional, as only Bob's beans could be, they consisted of refried beans, pork & beans, BBQ sauce, mustard, and some "secret ingredients" all mixed up in an old coffee can-Bob's standard cook kit. ;-) Pete & Sally found some wonderful rolls at a bakery in town, and the Strawberry/Rhubarb pie from the farm topped it all off. That meal will likely remain as one of the high points of this trip for me, as we had everyone around the table together to eat it. Just fantastic. Since we were staying there the next day, we all stayed up late around the fire, and cooked marshmallows. No one seemed to care that it was raining and spirits were high. We had tarps rigged up, so they kept us dry. Summer seems to have ended in the Yukon. The leaves have become golden, and the temperatures have dropped radically since our northward route. Amazing how just a week can make such a difference. It seems somewhat fitting that the summer and our expedition should taper off together. Slowly we approach the final curtain together. But sadly, after this show, there will be no cast party.

Peace,

Eddie

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