Join the guys on their trek through the tundra.
It’s not reassuring to find a sign that warns you to be careful when the sign has been hit by a careless driver.
The land between the deciduous forest and the tundra is called taiga. It is defined by low-cut spruce trees.
The travelers who abandoned this RV wrote, ‘We went for help,’ in the mud on its side. Where did they think they’d find help?
Eagle Plains, YK - an oasis on the 500-mile stretch of the Dempster - boasts a population of 8.
Vic fans the flames of Dan’s concern that making a fire to cook breakfast is dangerous.
Mike waits patiently as his buddies prepare breakfast.
Vic and Jim with a frying pan at the Arctic Circle
A wooden kiosk at the side of the Dempster marks the spot of the Arctic Circle.
Dan drives a Titleist in the endless tundra. Even his slice hits the fairway.
Preoccupied with the precipice, Jim isn’t as automatic as usual with his drive.
On the tee at the end of the Earth - Jim, Dan, Vic and Mike, wearing a ball cap.
An old leather chair and an upright piano provide comforts of home in the lounge of the Eagle Plains, YK motel.
Mike sits peacefully in the shadow of the Arctic Circle marker.
Just after hitting this one, Vic pured one right down the center of the Dempster. It’s still bouncing.
Cars and trucks pile on barges to cross rivers. You have to wait for a load to accumulate.
Bottom half of the Dempster is mountainous and green - well, green by tundra standards.
The summer thaw leaves the rivers dry in spots, exposing a copper-colored bed of rocks.
The Yukon River runs through the taiga outside Dawson City, YK.
You can hear a pin drop.