I bused to Whitehorse. The Yukon’s capital lacked the atmosphere of Dawson City, but it still had the Yukon River powering past its door.
I rented a car and drove through Klaune National Park. After a hike, overlooking Klaune Lake, a bald eagle swooped down over my car. I slowed and noticed another beauty perched by the side of the road.
A pleasant surprise on the drive, was Klaune Museum in Burwash Landing, a tiny town on the Alaskan Highway. The museum was small, but packed with a range of Arctic animals and Tutchone displays; just the right size for someone like me who’s not overly excited by museums.