Saturday, June 16, 2007
You guys that followed along with me last summer know how much it meant to me when I finally reached Cape Spear NFLD. As important as that was to me at the time, it in someways pales in comparison to what I just did here in Dawson City.His desk
Thanks to a wonderful couple from Prince George B.C., who share an interest, I just returned from visiting Robert Service's Cabin. No matter what else happens on this trip, in general or to me personally, this is the highlight. I won't go on, but you all know of my feelings for his work.
So here, in no particular order, are some pictures of where he did a lot of his writing.
The cabin, or in my mind at least, the Shrine.
Just a shot along an outside wall.
I have so very many more pictures from Dawson, 44 today alone, to show you some of the history here, but I just wanted to share these few now. What a day it's been for me, with oh so many more to come.
Getting to this point of the trip has been a joy, but truthfully I would have gone through hell to stand on that porch. He, and his writings, have touched my life in so many ways. For example:
The Men That Don't Fit In
There's a race of men that don't fit in,
See you all in the morning before I head across the Yukon River on the ferry to the campsite.
Trucker Bob blogged at 8:19 PM