June 2, 2015

Last night was our coldest night on the road. It was 39 when we got up this morning but it was sunny and beautiful. After breakfast, we continued along the Taylor Highway to the mining town of Chicken, Alaska. It is said the founders wanted to name it ptarmigan but no one could spell the word so they called it Chicken, the nickname for ptarmigan. It has 30 full time residents, climbs to 50 during the summer. The highway is closed all winter. Mail is flown in twice a week, Tuesdays and Fridays. There is a gold mining dredge here, an RV park and 2 cafes, 2 tourist shops, and one saloon. The kids are home schooled. I guarantee their blue berry scones are outstanding.

We wandered on down the highway and rejoined the Alaskan Highway at Tetlin Junction. We are staying the night at the Sourdough Campground in Tok, Alaska. Here I should be able to update the blog and get back online a little while.

Views from Chicken, Alaska.

The Saloon.