Chicken is called Chicken because the original settlers, actually gold miners, couldn’t spell Ptarmigan. They wanted to call the town Ptarmigan, because the plentiful local birds filled many a pot in their camps. Ptarmigan were also called CHICKENS and that’s how the town got it’s name. (This is funny because our daughter lives on Ptarmigan so WE have to know how to spell it.)
Our slogan from when we left Watson Lake might have been Whitehorse or Bust! With flat leaf springs we could only hope to make it to the ‘big city’ or capital of the Yukon without any more springs flattening out. We first stopped at an RV repair place and the woman’s expression when she saw the one spring was: “It’s flat as a pancake, eh?” Eh? Yes.
I had Sasquatch Vegetable Soup, but my husband opted for chicken – even though the menu said Sasquatch tastes like beef! With warmth in our tummies, we ventured back out into the near whiteout conditions to continue our northern drive to Fort Nelson.
This is Tezzy. When we found her, she was wet and freezing near Teslin in the Yukon Territory. We took her in our car and placed her on our dashboard to warm up and dry. Since that cold and rainy day day, she has been keeping an eye on us wherever we go.