We had a good sleep at Dease Lake and at breakfast met Kyle and his friend Kyle, not sure if this is how to spell your names so please comment if its not correct, anyway one of the Kyles is Zora’s son and the other Kyle has been working at the cafe were we slept, he cooked us some breakfast, I had cheekily asked for a large breakfast to be halved onto 2 plates and he smiled and told me that would be no problem, I’m not sure if a cafe in UK would be this accommodating.
The Kyle that cooked breakfast was very interested in the expedition and asked how he could travel with me so i gave him my email and he may get in touch after Chris and my friend Ben Brown from the UK has been with me, that will take us up to New Year.
I am hoping that StreetKids International can link me up with a Christmas project somewhere around Calgary as that is what I would like to do over Christmas help others in need.
We left Dease and headed north on the Cassiar highway loads more snow and a fantastic road dangerous but like driving on a forest logging road in Scotland.
We arrived in a small town called Goodhope Lake and on about half an hour stopped to give a Native Indian called Irvine Chief a lift he was heading north towards Watson Lake and had been traveling around Canada logging trees, he told us that his dad had a house up in the forest and he hadn’t seen him for over a year and it wasn’t far of the forest road, we arrived at a heavy snow covered side road and drove down a track to a hut with some wooden out buildings, out side was lots of chopped wood and blood in the snow everywhere an axe and a saw had been used to cut up moose and many skinned rabbits and bigger game, His dad was very happy to see his son after so long and Irvine pointed to the new tin roof comparing things that had changed around his family home, his mum had died a few years back and his dad now lives alone with his dogs.
His dad came out of the hut with a big metal put and filled it with snow with a shovel, he asked me to get one side of it to carry back to put on a huge hand welded stove where you can melt the snow to provide cooking or washing water, the home has no water or electric and everything he needs is around to live, this is totally amazing, It is so cold outside that the meat can be kept in an outside larder, this place my look daunting to a traveler not used to seeing real living existence in operation but this is pure survival with nature, any animal killed is for food and justified.
We left after a mug of coffee and Chris and i left Irvin with his dad and within a few ours we turned off the Cassiar highway and onto the Alaskan highway which i thought would be busier but not the case more snow again and driving is dangerous also the temperature has gone down to minus 10 and we are feeling the change, the scenery is incredible and makes you feel small against the power of nature and you realise that you could soon be in danger is things go wrong, local people use satellite phones out here as the mobile companies provide little coverage.
We arrived into White Horse tired and stopped at the library to see what youth services there were in town, we were late arriving into White Horse as we were going to meet the local news at 2pm and Toyota, but as logistics go this didn’t work to plan so with Chris having to sleep in the front seat in such cold even though I can run the engine he wanted to see if a local services couldn’t find uses a place to stay, I had emailed a couple of people off www.couchsurfing.com and hospitality club but had not had any replies yet.
We called at the local Salvation army who had helped us in the south, they called the local youth people called Youth Emergency Shelter and within 20 minuted we met with Johnny Brass good name and Tanya Silverfox also a good name up here, they understood my mission after i showed them how we had started a youth project in Smithers and helped us find a place to stay in town. Johnny and Tanya are lovely people who work late into the night helping young people up to 20 years old find shelter, they operate from a drop in center that can help with other associated problems and has four beds 2 for girls and two for boys, it is a much needed project in White Horse and we are honored that they could help us too as fellow volunteers.
I tried to contact Andrew Finton a contact given to me from Johnny Brass, he runs a wood carving program for youth and I wanted to chat to him tomorrow maybe he might email us in the morning.
My mobile phone doesn’t work up here either but if anyone wants to contact me they can call my Skype phone and leave a message on Tel: +441312081920 UK number.


It’s so heartening to hear of such good people everywhere you go. The world needs people like that more than ever.
May the doors of the world open to you, people’s hearts continue to flood outwards, and the beauty of all you experience lift you higher.
Peace*
Hey Tim
Hows it going? Kyle from dease lake, i’ll be following your travels here , great site!
Wow, you’ve made great progress in a couple of days! I’m glad you got to see a moose (the first of many, I’m sure). It’s also great that you got to see how one would survive alone in our wilderness areas!
There are many more super people to meet. I’ve started to make a list of who we know along your travels so hopefully we can set up a few more pit stops for you beofrehand.
We miss your smilin faces.
Cheers,
Mother Kristina Hen-Willing