Dad and I set off for the Top of the World Highway to see if we could find any of the caribou of the Porcupine Herd.
After scouting the landscape for 100 km, I finally spotted some caribou way off in the distance. We drove further down the road to be closer to the caribou but we couldn’t see them anymore.
It was super steep, but Dad grabbed his camera and I grabbed the binoculars, and we headed off in a quick pace out over the open tundra.
I was out ahead of Dad a bit, and suddenly over the ridge in front of us the caribou appeared, running towards me! Dad had already knelt down with his tripod to get the shot. I took one look of those animals and their big antlers running towards me and the fight or flight instinct kicked in and I fled! I ran back towards Dad and the steepness of the next bank. Here are some of Dad’s shots:
Dad and I got separated as he chased down the caribou for more pictures. I wandered around looking at the caribou poop and all the trails they’ve made in the lichen. And I found a caribou antler!
Aren’t the fall colours on the tundra amazing? I didn’t touch these images, they are just raw from our cameras.
The red is thanks to this lichen:
One night Dad and I headed up to the Midnight Dome overlooking town to see if we could catch the sunset. We were too early, the clouds weren’t cooperating, and it was a cold brisk wind. We got a few shots anyway:
Burgers and beer at Klondike Kate’s: