And it all becomes a pleasant routine

It's day 25 and we are in Watson Lae, Yukon. For those of you who don't know where that is, it's just above the 60th parallel, also known as the border between British Columbia and the Yukon. Today didn't feel like anything special but I think all days on this trip are. We quickly took down our tent at Marsh Lake (about 50km east of Whitehorse) because it was raining, boiled some milk for oatmeal, hopped in the car and off we went! I am not quite sure what we did in the car for the next 5 hours but it all flew by. Lunch was one our favourites: an avocado split between the two of us plus corn sns chick peas right out of the can. Nothing fancy or spectacular but incredibly satisfying.

We got to Watson Lake in time to catch a showing at the Northern Lights Centre. Went to the library until closing (something I have seriously come to love). The big attraction here is the signpost forest, started by a homesick American soldier, injured while building the Alaskan Highway. It's definitely something unique, thousands of signs hammered up on tall wooden stakes, some stolen while others handmade.

Now we are resting in the tent, having completed our evening 'ritual.' Journaling, followed by teeth brushing and layering. Silan is sleeping in:
1 t-shirt
1 longsleeve
2 jackets
1 fleece
1 hoodie
1 pair of sweatpants
1 pair of pajama pants
2 pairs of socks
If she isn't careful, sometimes she rolls over and can't breath because she is so constricted. I, on the other hand, have only a t-shirt, a longsleeve, and a hoodie on top (and al the same below). A toque is a must for me, as well as gloves. We both put our clothes on in a certain order, seemingly because it worked to keep us warm once before and will hopefully work again.

My favourite part of the day comes now. We both read till sleep seems the only other option. It may not sound like such an exciting day but I couldn't ask for a better way to spend the days of my summer :)

Soundtrack: Walcott by Vampire Weekend