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Over the Top, To the Border


Top of the World Highway, between Dawson City and the Alaskan border.

And, on the other side:

The road washed out during the summer, and they were still doing serious work (unbeknown to us). There was a ninety minute wait at Boundary (one building) a mile down the road, and then we were escorted by pilot car over the next thirty-five miles to the town of Chicken.  That trip took about two and a half hours.

And, why did they name it chicken? Because they wanted to call it Ptarmigan (the state bird), but nobody knew how to spell it.....And, ptarmigan are often called prairie chickens....

And, guess what? It was still raining/drizzling!

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