Word of the Day: WOOOW

This morning we departed Anchorage with a packed car and a buzz of excitement of what unknown adventures will lie ahead. And Azar and I survived our first day of the road trip together...minus the snow bath he gave me at the border of Alaska and Canada...but I am jumping ahead. It was sad to leave our wonderful 'Alaskan Family' this morning, but with the memories in tow we were off on the Alcan Highway. Describing Alaska as break-taking can never do its beauty justice. As we drove along the highway through the majestic mountains the only thing I could articulate was a WOOW.
Alaskan life is such a sub-culture especially as we left the big city of Anchorage to the very rural mountain towns. Along the way we met hippie snow boarders from Seattle on their way to Valdez for a snowboard hoorah and then we met two middle aged Alaskan gentlemen one originally from Louisiana who moved to Alaska 35 years ago and just never could leave it. That seemed to be the running motto of so many Alaskans I have met. If you have an adventurous, open-minded, and spirited personality I definitely understand why one would get hooked on such a cool State.
For the most part this highway was pretty well kept. There was one moment when our car took air and WOOW what a ride. Thankfully we did not fly off the mountain and Azar slowed down thereafter.
We decided we would drive through Alaska today and cross the border to Canada staying in Beaver Creek, Yukon, Canada.
Crossing the Alaska-Canada border was a really exciting experience. After I drove off to the side of the road we ran to the Welcome to Alaska sign and then ran 10 yards to the Welcome to the Yukon sign. Leaving the USA got us a little chocked up, but we knew that soon enough we would be back in America...and Hey Oh Canada is a pretty good neighbor. LOL So here we are in the Maple Leaf Nation. And by the way...the US maintains the highway much better than Canada. We concluded that Canada may just be spending so much of their budget on health care rather than maintaining their highways. ;)
The customs lady was not very nice at all. She was not even impressed that the first cool wildlife we encountered the ENTIRE day was in Canada! A Canadian fox...or possibly an American fox who illegally crossed the border....trotted right in front of our car. It was a special experience watching that little foxy possibly multi-cultural foxy wandering the ranges. Surprisingly the border agent let us drive away after intensive interrogation without a search of our car. It was quite irritating because she asked us multiple times whether we had tobacco or alcohol in our possession. No we do not the first time you asked and no we do not the second and third time you asked.
We are currently staying in a little cabin in the middle of no where Yukon Territory. It seriously does not get any more rural Canadian mountain outpost then this...and we are so loving it.
My favorite part of this night: that I have our cooler sitting outside our door assured that my leche (milk) will be chilled for my morning bowl of mini-wheats. And do not worry I taped the cooler shut in case my foxy gets hungry for some ham and cheese.
Tomorrow's next destination: Whitehorse, Canada.
Goodnight