RV Alaska and the Yukon

Drawn Back to the Far Northwest:
A Journey of Belonging

Starting Point: Whitehorse, Yukon

Our RV trip began in Whitehorse, Yukon’s capital and the hub of the Territory, and home to CanaDream’s Yukon branch. Though small, Whitehorse had everything we needed to stock up and get road-ready.

The original itinerary suggested heading north on day one, but travel plans don’t always unfold perfectly. Since we weren’t able to pick up our RV rental until the afternoon, we decided to flip the route and start our adventure by heading south to Skagway instead.

The South Klondike Highway: A Journey Through Time and Terrain

Our journey south from Whitehorse began on the South Klondike Highway, a stunning 175 km drive through the Yukon, into northern B.C., and across the U.S. border into Alaska. Though it can be done in a few hours, we took our time—this route is packed with jaw-dropping views.

A highlight was Carcross, a colourful village rich in Indigenous culture, and the quirky Carcross Desert, often called the world’s smallest. As we climbed into the Coastal Mountains, alpine lakes and rugged peaks surrounded us, making every turn a photo op.

Crossing into Alaska felt like entering another world. Skagway welcomed us with its Gold Rush charm—wooden boardwalks, historic buildings, and a laid-back vibe. Even with four cruise ships in port, the town felt relaxed, as many visitors were off exploring on the White Pass & Yukon Route Railway.

Juneau Detour: A Capital Adventure Off the Beaten Path

As part of our personalized twist on CanaDream’s Northern Lights itinerary, we decided to veer off course and include Juneau, Alaska’s capital city, in our journey. What makes Juneau especially unique is that it’s the only U.S. state capital not accessible by road—you can’t drive there, no matter how adventurous your spirit. That challenge only added to the allure.

Getting there meant a scenic 7.5-hour ferry ride aboard the Alaska Marine Highway, with our RV in tow.

By the time we arrived in Auke Bay, night had fallen, and our plans to find a campsite were quickly replaced by a more spontaneous solution: freedom camping along Auke Rec Road, joining a handful of other travelers who had the same idea.

No visit to Juneau is complete without a trip to the Mendenhall Glacier, and it was high on our list. Though the weather had other plans—clouds hung low and rain poured steadily—we were determined. Our view of the glacier was misty at best, but the atmosphere added a moody beauty to the scene. We ventured out on the short trail to Nugget Falls, splashing through ankle-deep water that quickly rose to our knees on the return. As we reached the trailhead, park staff were putting up a “Trail Closed” sign—our timing had been just right.

Downtown Juneau was buzzing with cruise ship visitors escaping the rain. The Mount Roberts Tramway was quiet due to low clouds, but even in the drizzle, some people were boarding. Still, the charm of Juneau shone through the drizzle, and we left with wet clothes, full hearts, and another unforgettable chapter in our northern adventure.

Sailing into Sunrise: From Juneau to Haines

We were up before dawn to board the Alaska Marine Highway ferry out of Juneau, watching the sun rise over the Lynn Canal as we cruised north—an unforgettable, golden-hued farewell to Alaska’s capital. It was one of those quiet, magical moments that only the North can offer.

By evening, we’d be back in Canada, but not before one final Alaskan stop: the charming town of Haines. After disembarking, we visited the Hammer Museum and wandered the shore front before setting off along the Haines Scenic Byway, where winding roads, and endless forests accompanied us as we made our way toward the Yukon border.

Kluane National Park: A Wilderness Beyond Words

As we crossed back into Canada and joined the Alaska Highway, the landscape opened up into one of the most awe-inspiring regions of the Yukon - Kluane National Park and Reserve. Home to Canada’s highest peak, Mount Logan, and some of the largest non-polar icefields in the world, Kluane is a place where nature feels vast, wild, and humbling. Nestled within its vast wilderness is Kathleen Lake. Here we set up camp for two nights in the Parks Canada campground.

The Crossroads at Tok: Choosing the Right Path

Though Alaska is vast, roads are few—but from Tok, there are a number of highways you can take. Known as the “Gateway to Alaska,” Tok is a key junction where highways branch in all directions: west to Fairbanks, north to the Yukon, east to Canada, and south to Anchorage. No matter where you're headed in Alaska, chances are you’ll pass through Tok.

For us, the choice was clear. We turned southwest, setting our sights on Anchorage, ready for the next leg of our journey.

Anchorage: Alaska’s Urban Heartbeat Surrounded by Wilderness

After days of winding roads, remote towns, and wild landscapes, arriving in Anchorage felt like stepping into a different world. As Alaska’s largest city, Anchorage offers a unique blend of urban energy and untamed nature—where moose sightings are as common as coffee shops, and mountain views frame every street.

Driving in from Tok, the journey southwest was a scenic one, with the Wrangell-St. Elias Mountains looming in the distance and the road tracing rivers and valleys that seemed to stretch forever. As we approached Anchorage, the landscape softened into a mix of boreal forest and coastal plains, with the Chugach Mountains rising dramatically to the east.

From City Streets to Coastal Wonders: Anchorage to the Kenai Fjords

Our time in Anchorage began with a charming introduction to the city aboard the Anchorage Trolley Deluxe City Tour. This narrated ride was the perfect way to get our bearings and soak in the city’s rich history, quirky stories, and scenic highlights. From Earthquake Park to the historic neighborhoods and the bustling port, the tour gave us a deeper appreciation for Alaska’s largest city—and a few laughs along the way, thanks to our entertaining guide.

But the real adventure was just beginning.

The next morning, we boarded the Alaska Railroad for a breathtaking journey south to Seward on the Kenai Peninsula. The train ride itself was a highlight—gliding past glacial rivers, alpine meadows, and snow-dusted peaks, all from the comfort of a glass-domed railcar. We waved to cars on the Seward Highway, and wildlife sightings and mountains reflected in still lakes kept us glued to the windows.

Arriving in Seward, we were greeted by the shuttle to the boat dock and the promise of another unforgettable experience: the Pursuit Kenai Fjords 6-Hour Cruise. Setting sail into Resurrection Bay, we were surrounded by water, waterfalls, and snow capped peaks.

The highlight of the cruise was undoubtedly the Aialik Glacier. As we drifted near its towering blue face, we watched in awe as massive chunks of ice calved into the sea with thunderous crashes. Wildlife was everywhere—sea otters, puffins, and even a playful pod of porpoises surfacing near the boat.

From the urban charm of Anchorage to the wild majesty of the Kenai Fjords, this leg of our journey was a perfect blend of comfort, culture, and raw natural wonder. It’s the kind of experience that stays with you long after the trip ends.

Anchorage to Fairbanks: A Scenic Detour Through Talkeetna

Leaving Anchorage behind, we set our sights on Fairbanks, but instead of taking the most direct route, we opted for one that detoured us to the quirky and charming town of Talkeetna.

The drive north along the George Parks Highway is nothing short of spectacular. With the Chugach Mountains in the rearview mirror and the Alaska Range rising ahead, every mile offered a new postcard-worthy view. On a clear day, Denali—North America’s tallest peak—dominates the skyline, its snow-covered summit gleaming in the distance.

Talkeetna is a town that feels like a blend of frontier spirit and artistic flair. Known as the gateway for climbers heading to Denali, Talkeetna is full of character. Old looking buildings, local art shops, and cozy cafés line the main street, and the laid-back vibe makes it easy to linger. We strolled along the river, browsed handmade crafts, and enjoyed ice cream as we explored. While the day was clear, Denali was partly clouded so we didn't get to see her full glory.

Back on the road, the journey north continued through more stretches of boreal forest, winding rivers, and wide-open skies.

A Flip of the Coin: Denali or Fairbanks?

As we approached the turnoff to Denali National Park, we found ourselves at a crossroads—both literally and figuratively. The weather had taken a turn, with low clouds hanging heavy over the mountains and rain threatening to follow us north. We knew that Denali’s grandeur is best experienced under clear skies, and with limited time, we weren’t sure if the detour would be worth it.

So, we left it to fate.

A coin came out of a pocket. Heads, we’d take the turn and head down the Denali Park Road, hoping for a break in the clouds. Tails, we’d stay the course and continue on to Fairbanks, saving Denali for another time. Tails won.

With a mix of regret and anticipation, we stayed on the Parks Highway.. In the North, though, every road leads to something unforgettable—and we were ready for whatever came next.

Fairbanks: Chasing Light in Alaska’s Golden Heart

After flipping a coin at the Denali turnoff and continuing north, we rolled into Fairbanks, Alaska’s second-largest city and the beating heart of the Interior.

We spent a leisurely afternoon exploring the downtown area, starting with a walk along the Chena Riverwalk. We wandered past public art installations, historic buildings, and ended up at the Moose Arch. The river itself was calm and reflective, mirroring the changing sky and the quiet rhythm of life in Alaska’s interior.

Downtown Fairbanks may be small, but it’s full of heart. It’s a place where you can sip a locally roasted coffee, chat with friendly locals, and feel the pulse of a community that thrives in one of the most extreme environments in North America.

A Taste of Tradition: Alaska Salmon Bake & Pioneer Park in Fairbanks

No visit to Fairbanks would be complete without stepping back in time at Pioneer Park—a quirky, family-friendly heritage park that brings Alaska’s Gold Rush history to life. With its collection of restored historic buildings, museums, and a vintage railcar, it’s a place where the past feels just a little closer.

We wandered through the old-timey streets, peeking into log cabins that once housed early settlers. The park’s charm lies in its blend of nostalgia and storytelling—each building has a tale to tell, and the sense of community pride is palpable.

As the sun dipped lower in the sky, we made our way to one of Fairbanks’ most iconic dining experiences: the Alaska Salmon Bake. Tucked within the park, this outdoor feast is a celebration of Alaskan flavors and hospitality. We dined on a choice of freshly grilled wild-caught salmon, beer-battered cod, and slow-roasted prime rib, all served buffet-style in a rustic, open-air setting.

Our itinerary research had revealed a handy tip for RV travelers: self-contained RVs are welcome to overnight in the parking lot at Pioneer Park for a modest fee of just $12.00. It’s a first-come, first-served setup, but when we arrived, there was plenty of space available.

It turned out to be a convenient and budget-friendly option—especially after a hearty meal at the Salmon Bake and an evening stroll through the park.

From Fairbanks back to Tok: A Festive Stop in North Pole

After farewelling Fairbanks, we made a cheerful detour to North Pole, Alaska—a town where it’s Christmas year-round..

Streets have names like Santa Claus Lane and Kris Kringle Drive, and the town’s most famous resident—Santa Claus himself—welcomes visitors at the Santa Claus House, a festive shop and attraction that’s as charming as it is kitschy. The giant Santa statue out front is perfect for photos. You’ll find it difficult to leave the gift store empty handed.

Arriving back in Tok completed the Anchorage/Fairbanks circle. As the main crossroads for travelers heading in or out of Alaska, it marked both a return and a transition. We refueled, restocked, and prepared for the next leg of our adventure.

Tok Alaska to Dawson City Yukon: Off the Grid and Into the Wild

Leaving Tok behind, we set out on one of the most rugged and remote legs of our journey—traveling to Dawson City via the tiny, offbeat community of Chicken, Alaska. This route, which includes the Taylor Highway and the legendary Top of the World Highway, is not for the faint of heart—but it’s absolutely worth the effort.

The road to Chicken was narrow, winding, and mostly unpaved, but the scenery is pure Alaska: endless spruce forests, sweeping valleys, and the occasional person salmon fishing. Chicken itself is a quirky little outpost that reduces to a population of two in the off-season. It’s famous for its gold mining history, its sense of humor (yes, there are giant chicken statues), and its complete lack of cell service. We stopped here for the night and explored the few buildings.

From Chicken, the road climbs into the high country, eventually connecting with the Top of the World Highway—a name that couldn’t be more fitting. The route follows a ridge line with panoramic views stretching for miles in every direction. It feels like driving on the spine of the continent, with the sky stretching endlessly above and the wilderness rolling out below.

Crossing back into Canada at the Poker Creek–Little Gold Creek Border Crossing—the northernmost international border crossing in North America—we felt a sense of accomplishment. From there, it was a winding (but paved) descent to the George Black Ferry, a small barge-like vessel that shuttles vehicles and passengers across the mighty Yukon River to the historic gold rush town of Dawson City.

Dawson City: Gold Dust, Boardwalks, and Northern Soul

Dawson City felt like stepping into a living museum. Nestled on the banks of the Yukon River, this historic town still wears its Klondike Gold Rush heritage with pride. Wooden boardwalks line the streets, false-fronted buildings lean with character, and the spirit of the 1898 gold seekers lingers in every creaky floorboard and swinging saloon door.

After the rugged drive from Tok via Chicken and the Top of the World Highway, Dawson felt like a reward. We left our RV at our campsite and set out to explore on foot, immediately charmed by the town’s quirky mix of old and new. Locals in period costume strolled past art galleries, quirky cafés, and historic hotels that once hosted the likes of Jack London and Robert Service.

Some highlights from our time in Dawson:

Diamond Tooth Gertie’s Gambling Hall: Canada’s oldest casino, where we caught a lively can-can show and tried our luck at the tables—just for fun, of course.
Midnight Dome: A short drive (or a long hike) out of town took us to this panoramic viewpoint overlooking the Yukon River and the sprawling wilderness beyond. It’s the perfect place to watch the midnight sun or, if you’re lucky, the northern lights.
Sourtoe Cocktail: Yes, we did it. We visited the Downtown Hotel and took the infamous Sourtoe Cocktail challenge—where a real mummified human toe is dropped into your drink. “You can drink it fast, you can drink it slow, but your lips must touch the toe!”
Parks Canada Guided Tours: These tours are more than just sightseeing—they’re immersive journeys into the heart of the Klondike Gold Rush, led by passionate guides who bring the past vividly to life. We chose the Historic Downtown Walking Tour, which winds through the same streets once bustling with hopeful prospectors, saloon girls, and entrepreneurs chasing fortune. Along the way, we stepped inside beautifully preserved buildings that aren’t normally open to the public, including a stately old bank, an opulent saloon, and a post office once considered one of the most elegant in the country.
Outside of the town, you’ll find remnants of gold mining days, and you can even try your hand at gold panning at a public claim.

Dawson City was more than a quirky tourist stop—it’s a place that has weathered booms and busts, preserved its past, and embraced its unique identity. It was a reminder that sometimes, the most memorable places are the ones that feel like they belong to another time.

Dawson City to Whitehorse: Southbound with a Glimpse of the Dempster

Leaving Dawson City, we began the final stretch of our journey south along the Klondike Highway. Just outside town, we stopped at the Dempster Highway turnoff, pausing to reflect on our past adventure to Tuktoyaktuk and the Arctic Ocean—a route that still holds a special place in our hearts. Here we ran into an Italian cyclist who had a plane to catch in Whitehorse two days later. We had no room for him and his bike so passed him shortly after pedalling his way south on the Klondike Highway. We’ll always wonder if he made his plane.

The drive south was peaceful and scenic. We followed the Yukon River for much of our journey, with occasional stops (and many construction zones!) along the way.

Soak & Stay: Eclipse Nordic Hot Springs, Whitehorse

Just 30 minutes from Whitehorse, Eclipse Nordic Hot Springs was the perfect place to unwind after weeks on the road. Formerly Takhini Hot Springs, this adults-only retreat blends Japanese and Nordic spa traditions with geothermal pools, saunas, steam rooms, and cold plunges—all set in a peaceful forest setting.

We stayed at the adjacent Hot Springs Campground, a quiet, rustic spot just steps from the pools. After a long, relaxing soak, we returned to our site feeling completely refreshed—an ideal way to end a day of travel.

The Final Stretch: From Soak to Send-Off in Whitehorse

After a relaxing night at the Hot Springs Campground, we made the short drive back to Whitehorse—refreshed and ready to wrap up our adventure. We'd booked a late drop-off for our RV and didn't have to return it until 3.00pm so we took advantage of the additional time to visit Miles Canyon, a short drive from downtown Whitehorse.

Returning the RV to CanaDream was quick and easy, though it was bittersweet saying goodbye to our home on wheels. But the memories we’d made— from the Yukon to Kenai Fjords National Park, from ferry crossings to coin-flip decisions—would stay with us long after the road ended.

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Drawn Back to the Far Northwest:A Journey of Belonging