All along the Dempster are remnants of the travails suffered by less fortunate travelers...blown tires. This one looks like it belonged to a motorcyclist, eh?Hopefully most folks simply enjoy the beautiful sights like the one on the right.
Along the way there were river beds with clear, very cold water streams. And then more beautiful vistas, making me sad to leave.
Eventually I got to Tombstone Park where some newborns gave me a chirpy welcome at the Interpretive Center and the Ford took a rest.
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