The Caribou Mountains near Carcross, Yukon. Photo by Christa Galloway
This image is actually five photos, stitched together in Photoshop. Technology can be a double-edged sword sometimes but I can't imagine I ever would have been able to stitch these five images together in the darkroom. In Lightroom however, I just choose "merge to panorama in Photoshop" and Bob's your uncle. Well, in my case, Bob is actually my dad. Hi, Dad!
We drove in and out of clouds on the Klondike highway, on our way to Carcross. This was shot through the car window, by the time I got outside, the clouds and light had changed and the shot was gone. Photo by Christa Galloway.
We left for Skagway this morning, passports at the ready, keen to see one of our most frequently visited ports from cruise ship days and in good spirits. The light was beautiful as we drove in and out of the frozen fog. We stopped every few minutes to take photos.
The sun shining through trees on the Klondike Highway. Photo by Christa Galloway.
The mountains near Carcross, Yukon. Photo by Christa Galloway.
During one of our frequent stops we noticed a burning smell coming from the car. Rich did an excellent impression of someone who knows about cars and declared a coolant line had split. We were both tempted to take our chances and carry on to Skagway, but the thought of being stranded in an American port during the off-season did not appeal. We decided the sensible thing to do was to turn around, but since we were only a few miles from Carcross, we decided to go that far, at least.
If I'd half hoped we'd run into a random mechanic in Carcross who would merrily fix our car and we'd be on our way, I was destined to be disappointed. I'm not sure if it was because it was a Sunday, or because it was off-season, but Carcross seemed like a ghost town. The photographer in me was delighted by the spooky village and I rushed around taking photos, my footsteps, the only sounds.
Carcross at the White Pass and Yukon Railway bridge. Photo by Christa Galloway.
Carcross Visitor Information with a closed sign in the window and a spooky boat in the background.
This is the caribou statue at the entrance to the turn-off into Carcross. We passed by the turn-off on the first drive-by but decided to check it out on the way back. I've since noticed that the statue normally has a sign with a huge arrow underneath it, pointing to Carcross. I guess in the winter you need to either know where you are going, or be adventurous to find it. Photo by Christa Galloway.
After our self-guided tour of Carcross, we headed back home and I contented myself with taking pictures in our own backyard.
Next week-end, to Skagway!
Often when we look out the window it is sunrise or sunset. That or it's dark. It's one of the benefits of very short days. Lately, every sunrise and sunset is spectacular and I am getting my camera out more often than not. This was the sunset yesterday. Photo by Christa Galloway.