Dawson City (5 June)


Dawson City seems much bigger than suggested by a population of a bit over 2,000 people. Only Front Street is paved but many of the other streets have board walks, especially in the commercial areas.  Most houses are on piles made of two pieces of wood (about 15x15cm) and then another two pieces at right angles and so on. We spoke with a builder who was restoring a place and he said that it was because of the permafrost. The piles would sink but every few years they just jacked the house up a bit, levelled it, and put in another layer of wood to hold it there. The more expensive alternative was to dig holes about 4 meters deep to get below the permafrost, put in a broad base and then pile up from there.

There are numerous new buildings, many of them hostels or hotels. The girl in the (ordinary) cake shop told us that they are full through the summer as workers come in for the mines, service industries, tourism, and government.

Jack London, author of Call of the Wild and White Fang, is revered in Dawson City, which surprises us given that he came for the Klondike gold rush, didn’t find gold, and stayed only one year before returning to California.  There is a Jack London log cabin in the city and we visited, to find that it isn’t really his cabin but a replica, made with a range of recovered materials, some of which came from his actual cabin somewhere out of town.


In the evening we joined our group for dinner at the Drunken Goat Greek Restaurant. It was easily the best meal out we’ve had since beginning this trip. Our travel mates tried a range of dishes and universally agreed that the food excelled. We opted for a platter for two with pita bread, dolmarie, spanakopita, prawns, Greek salad, garlic rice and a few other items. It was delicious and we were unable to eat it all so took a parcel of the remains with us.  After dinner we visited Diamond Toothed Gerties. The drinks were cheap because they wanted people to gamble, so we had drinks, didn’t gamble and watched the can-can girls. It was good fun.
 




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