Dawson City - Heart of the Klondike
/It was only 70 miles from Tombstone to Dawson City… 45 miles on gravel and then pavement… blessed pavement and then we saw the sign welcoming us to Dawson City.
Read MoreIt was only 70 miles from Tombstone to Dawson City… 45 miles on gravel and then pavement… blessed pavement and then we saw the sign welcoming us to Dawson City.
Read MoreThe wind was howling and it was icy cold, so my bikini was out of the question. I did manage to take off one shoe and hobbled down to the water for a toe dip. David, on the other hand, was all ready to dive in, but an ice berg got in the way. Instead, he plodded in with two bare feet and apparently enjoyed the foot freezing because he stayed in for well over a minute.
Read MoreDavid had not yet finished our sign and was feeling a bit verklempt about it. After wandering through the forest and seeing makeshift signs ranging from beautifully carved and lacquered wooden nameplates to toilet seats, frying pans and various other materials, we decided we could modify our sign plans just a bit.
Read MoreHi there and welcome to Just A Little Further!
We are David and Marcie Lynn and we've lived aboard our Liberty 458 cutter-rigged sailboat since 2000.
What began as an urge to travel slowly and economically at our own pace ended up an adventure of a lifetime.
Well, here we are ... nearly 90,000 miles under the keel, 5 continents, 5 Great Southern Capes, 36 countries and almost two decades later, still taking one passage at a time and going just a little further.