Wal-Mart R.V. Park

Why would someone drive all the way up to the Yukon, and then choose to stay in the Wal-Mart parking lot instead of a nice shady spot in a campground? Surely they didn't drive all this way just to see what our Wal-Mart parking lot looks like. Or did they?

Can you imagine how hot that pavement is when it's 33 degrees? But there they are, roasting in the hot sun, some with little folding tables and lawn chairs set up outside so they can play cards and drink coffee and shoot the breeze with their camping neighbors.

I remember once we camped in the Summit Lake campground by Muncho Lake on the Alaska Highway. It's one of the most spectacular spots in the whole world, I think, and it was a beautiful, warm, sunny evening with no bugs, but the campers next door were sitting inside their big R.V. in easy chairs watching television via the little satelite dish on the top of their vehicle. At the time, I thought that was the saddest thing I had ever seen.

Tourists! Don't understand 'em, but love 'em anyway....