Day 5 - Watson Lake to Whitehorse Ah yes, so Walt (aka @selkins aka Dronemaster) has finally piped in, so I'd better forget about the daily grind and recount another day. After yesterdays long trudgery (ok, 400+ miles on a motorcycle is never trudgerous...if that's even a word), I was hoping for some decent weather - and that's just what we got. We started the day with breakfast at Kathy's, then did the ceremonial stop at the Sign Post Forest. As I walked through it, I couldn't help but think "either a) you planted your license plate here and are now driving illegally, b) you purposely loaded a 5ft x 6ft freeway exit sign into your RV and drove it to the Yukon to leave it here, or c) you just happened to have said exit sign in your RV for unknown reasons and decided this was as good a place as any to dump it. Regardless, it was a quaint place to start the day. After that, it was on to the Alaska Hwy to blaze our way to Whitehorse. I wouldn't say Hwy 1 feels like a super-slab (like I-70 across Kansas), but it definitely is a well maintained highway with a lot more traffic than we'd seen the past few days. Oh well, the views were stunning and it's tough to get a bad photo once you get this far north. We took a stop at an overlook that looks down into Teslin, and @selkins said something to the effect of "I've gotta warn you, that bridge down there is a little squirrelly. Just take it slow and relax." I didn't think much of it, until we got to the edge and I realized it was going to feel like riding across 5 miles of metal grating. After crossing the bridge, we stopped for gas (and for me to change my underwear) and ran into a couple of dual sport guys from Texas heading home. They'd left from Anchorage, ridden across Hwy 1 and were heading back. The older of the 2 guys wasn't happy about the cold, and I wondered why anyone in the Yukon in late August would be any more surprised by the cold than someone in Texas would be surprised by the heat at the same time. Regardless, we wished them safe travels and continued our ride. As we left Teslin, I had one of those realizations that occur on long motorcycle trips involving what I'd call the "gettin phases." As a person progresses through life, they traverse a number of different "gettin phases". As kids, it's gettin schooled...high school shifts to gettin laid...college shifts to gettin smart...upon graduation it's gettin a job and money. You get the idea. A lot of people progress through life never breaking free of the gettin phases and just being happy and grateful to be alive - appreciative of the simple pleasures of life...they're always focused on either the gettin in the current phase or gettin to the next one. I spent a lot of years (way too many) on the gettin, and not enough on the living...and for now, both on the trip at that moment and as I write now, I'm grateful not to be focused on gettin. Anyway, I digress. So after Teslin it was on to Marsh Lake I didn't do the lake justice with my photos, but I was ready to be in Whitehorse. We rolled into town at a respectable hour, found lodging, and went for dinner at Klondike Rib and Salmon. I think @selkins is focused on gettin a beer If you're in Whitehorse, I'd definitely recommend the place. My favorite fish and chips are found in London but the Klondike met the challenge and left me stuffed and ready for another day of adventure.