After lingering in Carcross, we finally boarded the train and were off, passing kilometre upon kilometre of Bennett Lake. When we reached the end of Lindeman Lake, the train stopped because this was where gold miners built their canoes then paddled upstream heading for Dawson City, in the direction I had come from. Continue reading By train from Carcross to Lindeman Lake
Leaving U.S.A. for Whitehorse, there were only two cars ahead to enter British Columbia, Canada before crossing over into the Yukon.
I didn’t understand the delay. Continue reading Confusion at the U.S./Canada border