Dawson Creek, BC is a funky little town, not too notable except that it is the southern most end of the Alaskan Highway, built at the beginning of the Second World War to allow guns and troops to defend the northern passage from Japan to the U.S. I cannot imagine what it was like when all those Army troops descended on this town and began plowing a road towards Alaska. We’ve seen a movie about it and it seems like an impossible task but it was made possible by brute force.
Campers started using this route to the north in the 1960s and now we get to drive our massive luxury-mobiles on this engineering marvel. Our friends, Ken and Martha, whom we are traveling with, did this trip in 1989. We saw some of their pictures the other day and tomorrow they will reproduce them in the present day when we wheel our rigs past the Mile “0” marker in downtown Dawson Creek.
We have some historic spots we will be stopping at for photo ops on the way and our goal is to stop in a campground somewhere around Fort Nelson, BC, about 280 miles away.
