We are in between Fort St John and Fort Nelson in a middle of nowhere, no gas stations, no houses, and it comes to mind “Why are we doing this?”. My girlfriend and I have packed up our lives, crammed it all into my truck and a 4×8 trailer, and are now moving to Whitehorse, the wilderness capital of the Yukon. We’ve never been to this place before but my girlfriend and I decided long to pack up and try a new adventure in the north of Canada, a place that we wanted to go for a long time. After we left Prince George the landscape started to become flat, uninspiring, and somewhat bleak after leaving our idealic mountain town, Nelson BC.
We are driving on the straight road to the boreal forest with nothing but large trucks with huge fuel tanks to allow them to get to LNG and oil work sites. There are no gas stations for almost 500km is this section of highway leading north. After Fort Nelson, the landscape again changed as the mountains began to rise, the long, icy cold rivers begin to wind their way through the landscape and the grand geography opened her eyes wide and inspired us to keep on going. We encountered Mountain Goats, Bison and Caribou along many other forms of wildlife once we rounded the northern edge of the Rocky Mountains. After two days without a shower the beautiful Liard Hotsprings is a treat after the long, straight, flat road from the previous days. Slowly we began to realize that we had made the right decision.
Now we are here. This place is beautiful and there’s so much to explore. With only 34,000 people in all of the Yukon it is really easy to get away from humanity and to discover the untouched wilderness that few places have left in the world.