Freddie the reindeer didnt make the sled team but thats okay. He was repurposed.

This first day has been crazy. We left fairbanks this afternoon (there was an obligatory farthest north dennys visit for a last chance at an untinate scramble with reindeer sausage. What? Not my fault blitzen got lippy) so we only made it to Beaver Creek in the Yukon.

Mad i missed the giant plywood mounty. :(

On the bright side, since we are caravanning and i got the car with the dogs and my middle daughter, instead of listening to classic rock tge whole way like the other car, we listened to jennifer l. Armentrouts luxen series on audible all day. Made the trip much more pleasant.

She totally eye rolled me here. She doesnt know im a totally famous author and she should like, love me and stuff. Oh thats right....im just mom.

This hotel though is such a bust. Theres thos epic place called buckshot bettys (i know, right?) with epic cinnamon rolls and awesome little cabins...but theyre closed for a couple days so we are at the formerly glorious westmark. Apparently there used to be a dinner show and fancy rooms, but that building is all boarded up and im pretty sure this is the wing of the hotel they relegated to truckers they suspected of being mass murderers in disguise. But hey! 3 cents off a liter of gasine! (Still working in that mental transition to the metric system while in canada).

Long story short...i think this is total horror story fodder. O.o

So many levels of nope that if this were a nope sled on the nope-diderod, i would totally win the grand prize. Just call me nope mackey.