We did some shopping, looked at the bar (famous for its hat collection) and bought a monster cinnamon bun ‘to go’ at the café. It was too dark in the bar to get a great picture, but this one shows some of the hats (and Fran).
Leaving Chicken, there was about five more miles of dirt/mud road before we got to pavement. It was about the worst we’d seen – only one lane in this stretch:
The ‘pavement’ was on again and off again, but still better than the dirt/mud stretches. Once we got to the junction with the Alaska highway, that nice asphalt with lines and shoulders and all looked really nice!
Due to the heavy rain and low clouds, we really couldn’t see anything on the road to Tok so we decided to stay here for the rest of the day and night. We lined up a site at the Sourdough Campground then went back into town to go to the Visitor Centre and check out some of the souvenir shops. The visitor centre here is exceptionally good with information for all parts of Alaska. I came away with a huge bag of stuff to look at.
We went through the big Gift shop across the road then drove a little further to the Burnt Paw Gift Shop. They sell dog team equipment among other things. The shop is owned by a man who competed in the very first Iditarod race (and several subsequent ones, too). He is also a breeder of sled dogs and had one little girl in the pen outside who had been sold but hadn’t gone to her new home yet. We went to see her – she looked lonely but was very cute.
I spotted this unusual street sign in Tok: (how’d you like to live on that street!)
It had quit raining by supper time so we went for a few walks and took part in the campground's sourdough pancake toss. Fran managed to throw his pancake in the bucket and won free breakfast for tomorrow!
We visited around the communal campfire with a bunch of people from a Newmar caravan that had also been in the Dawson City campground with us. Nice folks. One couple has a cairn terrier.
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