Day 12 Toad River

Whitehorse to Toad River
We headed out of Whitehorse around 8:00 this morning after stopping for that good old American Breakfast place McDonald's. We were able to get back on Highway 1 with out getting lost more than once. Big Dave has been having problems with his GPS and I was messing with my GPS. The weather was overcast and cool but it didn't look like rain. As normal the roads in Canada seem to have very little traffic on them. We made it to Teslin where we stopped for fuel before crossing that awful rough steel bridge. After getting fuel and talking with a few of bikers about the road and our travels I saddle up to cross the bridge. I was hoping that I would have no on coming traffic but when I got about half way across I had a semi get on the bridge at the other end. We passed each other with no problem and I caught up with Big Dave at the top of the hill. From there on we cruise right along until we were about 30 miles from the highway 1 and 37 junction where we saw our first bear for the return trip. We stopped and got a few pic and hadn't gotten a mile when we saw a mother bear with two cubs hauling tale to the woods. We had lunch at the Highway 1 and 37 junction and stopped for fuel at Watson Lake.
We continued our trek south east to Muncho Lake where we had thought about staying for the day. We hadn't gone very many miles out of the Watson Lake until we ran into our first Buffalo and I mean that literally. The Buffalo was walking down the side road on our side of the guard rail. Lucky for us there was no traffic coming from the other direction so we were able to pass him on the other side of the road. I didn't have much luck getting a shot of him with my camera but Big Dave did. We continued to see more Buffalo along the road until we got to the Liard River. We enter the canyon area and shortly afterwards came across our first herd of goats licking salt off the road. We meandered our way around three groups of goats. We decided to not stay at Muncho Lake because we had heard that there were cabins at Toad River cheaper so we headed on down the Liard River Canyon. There was a lot of gravel laid down on the road along Muncho Lake forcing us to slow down. Once we got away from the gravel though and reached the Toad River Canyon we came upon our first moose in a marsh. The moose was cooperative and didn't mind us stopping to take photos. We headed on down the road, around the next bend Big Dave drove right passed a very big moose tearing up the bushes on the left side of the road. I stopped to get a couple of pictures and caught up with him a little ways down the road. He had pulled over and was waiting for me.
We made it to Toad River around 5:30 pm and were able to get a cabin. We had dinner and town I am sitting outside a long the Toad River typing. It is a good thing the wind is blowing or I believe the bugs would me eating me up.
The Sun is up above the mountains, there is a large white swan out on the river and the swallows are skirting along the top of the water like someone was skipping rock across the water. We rode almost 400 miles today. The only thing missing is not having a beer to relax with.