Daily Archives: June 18, 2015


6/14

6/14  

Deh Cho Bridge

Deh Cho Bridge

Continued on Rt 1 and then branched off on Rt 3 to Yellowknife. Crossed over the Mackenzie River; the Deh Cho Bridge (deh cho is Dene and means “big river”) is a marvel.  It was built in 4 years – the crews continued to work through extreme weather conditions.  The state-of-the-art deck system is one continuous structure running the entire length of the superstructure, the longest such bridge in North America, and cut the mass of concrete required by 30%. The further north we went the more scraggly the spruce trees appeared, probably due to the extreme winter conditions and poor soil. There was more and more exposed bedrock as we proceeded towards Yellowknife; the land reminded us of Newfoundland which is basically a big rock covered by a dusting of soil ( the Yellowknife Golf Club issues players a square of astro turf to place the ball on when taking shots since the fairways are mostly sand and rock, and the greens are pure astro turf; also, if your ball gets stolen by a raven there is no penalty to replace it). Wood buffalo all over the place, the Mackenzie Bison Sanctuary, which Rt 3 cuts through, hosts a herd of about the same size as that in Wood Buffalo National Park.

Lots of Buffalo

Lots of Buffalo

Buffalo and Calves

Buffalo and Calves

Walking Is Such Hard Work

Walking Is Such Hard Work

And Thirsty Work

And Thirsty Work

Slow Down Ma

Slow Down Ma

We passed numerous camps of morel mushroom hunters. Extensive forest fires last year have given rise to an abundant crop of the mushrooms which bring $10 – $20 per pound. Tempted to stop and try our luck but the hunters would probably not look kindly on it since it is their livelihood and not ours.  Camped at Fred Henne Territorial Park in Yellowknife. Good strong cell signal so the Rogers hotspot works fine.


6/13

McNallie Falls

McNallie Falls

6/13 Left Fort Smith and retraced our steps to Hay River. We saw ravens ingeniously nesting in well protected transmission towers and finally some wood buffalo but no whooping cranes. Headed NW from Hay River, along Rt.1. Stopped at McNallie Falls, a pretty falls named after A. McNallie who was a foreman for Western Construction and Lumber Co who in 1957, attempted to cross a rather placid appearing creek in a canoe. Once launched he realized that the current was much stronger and was rushing him toward a treacherous falls. After furious effort he managed to reach the opposite shore and fling himself onshore but the canoe was lost over the falls. Camped at Lady Evelyn Falls Territorial Park, about 1 hr NW of Hay River on Rt 1. The park is very nice but loop A campsites are much, much nicer and less buggy than those in loop B where we were.  From the park website diagrams loop B looked better – oh well. A comment on the NWT black flies: they seem to come in two sizes, midgets and giants one or two giants could probably carry away a small child. The only saving grace is that it takes them forever to decide to land and take a bite, which if they do will leave behind a major crater otherwise they just mill around and try to invade every orifice.

Lady Evelyn Falls

Lady Evelyn Falls