As Mac himself most recently declared it, it's the Yu-Freakin-Kon... We began the day at 05:30am by breaking camp and heading for Mukluk Annie's (aka Anny Frank's Pooty Hall according to Mac) While there we met a couple from Olympia, WA who thought our hacks were particularly cool which tends to make one wonder about people from Olympia. As this was just another day in living on the road it only seemed natural that the heating controller for Mac's electric jacket went kaput. Being of sound mind he pretended that it meant nothing to him and said he could control the heat by plugging and unplugging it as needed. I witnessed this while riding behind him and nearly drove off the road laughing. Hopefully he'll find an easier solution soon.
Arriving at White Horse we checked into the tourist information office and garnered some info on where to exchange Yankee dollars into Canadian. Turned out to be enlightening as they charged $2.50 for the privilege and discounted our bucks by 5%. Helluvadeal, eh? Eh? Eh? Ha ha .... Those Canadians, ha ha...
After that it was on to Linda's favorite store Wal-Mart where we scored bungee cords and shoe-goo for Mac and a bright red 2-piece rain suit for myself. Seems my zillion dollar Rev'It costume isn't really waterproof so it was time for a new act. I gave it a ten-mile test ride and then stopped long enough to cut the hood off. Not too neat but functional as the bunched up hood was pressing my gourd forward and giving me a neck ache.
Further down the road we stopped at one of the local points of interest - a log cabin thingy way station where we took pics, then proceeded onward to the township of Carmacks (where as a point of general interest Mac claims his uncle was a car dealer) and we decided to spend the night. If memory serves me right this may have been the place where Chuck Connors starred in the film Motel Hell...
At this point I must apologize to our regular readers ( if such exist ) as we truly need to go to dinner, or have a lie-down, etc., plus we're laughing way too hard to continue.
9:00pm - Just came back from dinner at the "hotel" dining room... to quote Mac, "Worst dinner, worst price, worst service...did I forget something?" At least the pizza I had was good and I think his dinner was too but the humongous person who "waited" on us had the worst attitude we've encountered thus far. Being a particularly petty person I thanked her (him? just spotted the chest hairs) graciously and paid the bill without tipping. My revenge is tomorrow he/she will still be stuck waiting tables in this burg-from-hell and we'll be down the road having a good time. Mac was unable to exert this particular form of vengeance as he doesn't tip anyway.
More tamale...or whenever we encounter another wifi...
PS - Thanks for the picture of me Mac...
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