Borders

Laura goes camping alone in the woods........
Never fear my friends, my ferocious flashlight is always at my side!
No man nor beast has crossed his path without a snicked. Or in one pooches case a sideways turn of the head in confusion. My tiger truly has skillful means!

Me at a mountain pass Aug. 13. Note the toque (in American "winter Hat"). I was also wearing 3 shirts and two pair of pants I was still cold!

A beautiful Yukon landscape. I think you can see how it reminded the
Tibetans of there home land.
It is amazing crossing the border hear. Within half and hr as you cross the Mt pass everything changes. The skinny trees and dry landscape give way to giant ceders, lush green vegetation and the smell of wet salty air. Then there is a boarder and the man there speaks different with his think american brawl. Things do seem different on the other side of the Mt. If you make the trip in spring you can see three seasons in that half hr. Spring, winter, summer. I always make the trip to get the early glimps of leaves that are out on the other side of the Mt.

Life finds it's perch...