You can't beat local knowledge. Sam told us about the local Indian's fishing down the road at a place called Moristown, which looked a little like this.
The wide river funnels into a narrow ravine, where the salmon run and are caught in hand nets. It's really quite something to watch.
So we did the obligatory photo of Mark
and myself.
Hopefully these next few shots will show you the scale of things
You don't want to be falling in here.
We crossed to the other side, where Mark enjoyed the view
and I could get a better angle of the ravine.
Here's one they just caught
and back in with the pole.
and another salmon pops out.
Then it was on the road to see if we could get to Dease Lake
Some nice mountains in the area
And then we spotted this sign, ideal for a photo opportunity
and for me too!
We continued on and turned off the highway, looking for fuel and food, and ended up in a small reservation village with these totems
complete with info.
All in there's about a dozen
After filling up, we hit the road and then the worrying signs started appearing.
But there were loads of views
before our lunch stop, where this old boy was parked.
Following lunch, Mark said for me to carry on, as he was going to the rest room and might be a while. I continued on, into this lovely landscape, on the way to Stuart and Hyder.
There are avalanche signs all over, and this one was fairly recent.
But the sun was out, the road was windy and I was on the lookout for bears, which I did spot, but he ran off before I could get the camera out.
Steep waterfall's abound along the roadside as well.
And into Stewart, which has some lovely old buidlings that have either been restored,
or well looked after.
Down along the river
to Hyder, which is the most Southerly, old mining, ghost town in Alaska, with one road in and out.
Some lovely views down by the waterside
But the town's buildings are definitely in need of a little refurbishment.
Or knocking down and starting again