At least that’s what Rose called it as we planned and made it. We’ve had this jar of canned Mystery Meat since 2002. We rediscovered it a few months ago, and I left it on the counter threatening that we’d cook it up and eat it one day. Because I didn’t get a moose or any other big game this year, that day has finally come.
Rose suggested that we make sure our wills are up to date, and that we leave a note for the coroner to make their job easier. So I began this post.
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This is a great light chowder, with rich flavor. It cooks up very fast.
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We’re at that time of year again when you can sleep in and still get up before dawn—sunrise was at 0914 today. The light dusting of snow that we got a couple days ago is a great, clean slate upon which to observe the neighborhood denizens.
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So, a witch called today…
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It was the 6th of July, and we set out on a beautiful day to drive over to Dawson City via the Taylor and Top-of-the-World highways. After loading the camper, we made a quick stop at the store for gas and hit the road with deli sandwiches for lunch. It was an easy drive to Tok, where we gassed up again before arriving at Tetlin Junction and heading north toward Chicken. Up there in the high country, past Mount Fairplay and back below treeline, it began raining. We pulled over to camp in a gravel pit and relaxed for the evening.
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