A bright and sunny Monday morning and today's drive is 162 miles to Whitehorse. First stop out of the campground is the George Johnston Museum. We have stopped here on all our trips because it is such a heart warming story of a man who did so much with his life. George was a dreamer and an avid photographer whose pictures tell the story of a culture and lifestyle long gone. In 1928 George bought a Chevrolet even though there were no roads in Teslin. He and his family/friends constructed three miles of road to drive on and in the winter they drove on the ice painting the car white to do hunting and ice fishing. Painted green again the the spring George ran a taxi service and charged people just to ride in the car as they had never seen one in this area. Back in the RV we drove north and stopped for a cinnamon bun and hot blueberry turnover (that's for me) at the famous Johnson Crossing bakery. Yum! As we approached Whitehorse we saw this beautiful lake complete with beach and sailboats. Whitehorse is a lovely city set amid magnificent scenery. So happy to be here for three days and nights. 
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