July 7, 2022 cont.

Dinner was at a quirky place down the street from the King Edward full of antique appliances and bric a brac.  It's a bit pricey, but probably the only good place for dinner in town.  It's run by a big, friendly Mexican guy.  A well-behaved pair of chickens and a rooster wander about outside. I can't remember the name but just ask anyone for the "Mexican place."

Until you've ridden a motorcycle in the rain on a two lane highway with big rigs coming the other way, you don't appreciate how much spray a tractor trailer kicks up on a wet road.  You see the truck approaching, trailing a huge opaque white plume that obscures your lane.  You plunge into the plume like driving into a car wash at 60 miles an hour. Then you anticipate the sideways whack of the wind off the truck which sometimes is like a baseball bat up side the head and sometimes doesn't materialize at all making the experience feel oddly incomplete.

A&W seems to have boarded the healthy, sustainable,
ethical bandwagon.

Fuel stop at Kitwanga Junction where the 16 meets BC-37 N.
This is the last fuel for 90+ miles before Meziadin Junction.
It also marks the turnoff for 37-N which could be easy to miss.

A common sight at gas stations this far north. A bunch of
big BMW touring bikes and a big rig with a giant grill to 
fend off large animals on the road.

Fuel stop at Meziadin Junction.  Here is the turnoff for
BC-37A which runs 30 some miles to Stewart.

First look at Stewart.

A little later the rain let up and the clouds rose a bit.