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Back on the road, we started climbing and spent most of the day on long hill climbs. With the help of the Warford, we held our own but, occasionally, we held up the line until we found a spot where we could level off and let the faster traffic pass. Eventually, we arrived at Summit Lake and Summit Pass, the highest pass on the Alcan Highway, over 4,000 feet. Even though there was only a gravel shoulder in most places, and the drop was quite steep along the edge, driving at our slower speeds made it feel much safer than it probably did to the drivers of the huge motorhomes.

We were stopped for road construction and, since it promised to be a long delay, we decided to cook the rest of our hotdogs on the Mnifold Cooker. A woman from the car in front of us came back and asked, excitedly, “Are you the people who bought this Model T in Alaska and are driving it to Texas?” She owns a lodge in Testa (Best Cinnamon Rolls in the Galaxy) which we had passed about 30 minutes earlier and she said other travelers had mentioned us heading her way. She says she will send us cinnamon rolls!

On the southern side of the Summit, we immediately noticed a change in temperature and terrain. We drove down into cultivated fields, our first real farmland of the trip. And we had a wider variety of trees in the forests lining the road, including large stands of birch trees towering over the maples and poplars. It was a hot summer afternoon when we arrived in Fort Nelson, around 4:00pm. Ben found a NAPA store and I found the guest laundry. Tomorrow we plan a day trip up to the Northwest Territories, just to say we did.