The morning of my flight, my mom phones me to say that it's canceled. It was deja vu. Another week, another round of airport drama.
We take our time getting to the airport and when we arrive, the customer service rep for Air Canada says that the flight ISN'T CANCELED. The plane was scheduled to refuel in Terrace on route to Whitehorse so the system flagged it as canceled. This is why, no matter what the app says -always go to the airport! You just never know.
We finally arrive! Whitehorse has an adorable little airport with only two luggage carousels. It reminds me of the tiny airport in Windsor, ON.
We are greeted by our British expat tour guide, Jennifer, and then pile into a van with a few other tourists and head off to our hotel. She mentions to be careful while walking around outside due to it being slippery. "If you have your first fall, well.. Welcome to Whitehorse!"
The sky is so clear that the light is blinding, especially compared to the greyness of Vancouver at this time of year.
Before we check in, we have an orientation and safety briefing in the lobby and are given our rental winter gear, along with this little certificate.
Our view. I love it up here! It's so peaceful. There are no high rises, condos or traffic jams. Just snow covered rolling hills and the moon piercing the bright blue sky.
We had heard that bison burgers are a part of the local cuisine, so we decided to give The Dirty Northern a try. The food at this place is AMAZING! The best food I've had in a long time. So fresh and wholesome. The service was great and the drinks were a reasonable price. I highly recommend this place if you ever find yourself in Whitehorse.
I managed to get a nice shot of a 22 degree lunar halo on the first night.
We were taken on a city tour. It was... a tad chilly.
The historic SS Klondike.
I have never experienced this level of cold and wind chill before. Apparently it has been a relatively warm winter. When the wind blows, it cuts right through every layer -making clothes that I assumed were plenty warm enough be quickly reduced to feeling like I'm wearing nothing. On a few occasions, I mistakenly assumed that what I wore was adequate because on a cold day in Vancouver, I would have been sweating profusely in what I was wearing.
On the last day, we went for a nice long walk along the river and through a park. It was incredibly peaceful and a really nice way to end the trip.
In the end, we didn't see what we went there for, but Whitehorse is a great little city. We had some amazing food and really got to unwind and enjoy Family Day weekend. I highly recommend visiting! Next time we try and see aurora, we are going to Yellowknife, NT. And this time we'll just go and not book a tour unless the forecast looks favourable.
The view from the restaurant an hour or before our flight back home..
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