After seeing signs along the road, we made a bun stop (cinnamon, of course) at a small store in Tetsa River. One was enough to last us all day.
Mid-afternoon we crossed into the Yukon, new territory for both of us.
Settled into A Nice Motel--actually, that's its name!--in Watson Lake, YT, a town known for its "Sign Post Forest." It seems that a G.I. working on the construction of the Alaska Highway in 1942 erected a sign stating the distance to his home town of Danville, IL. That was the beginning of a collection of directional and place name signs that now numbers over forty thousand.
A brief visit to US soil tomorrow.
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