My concentration was maximised by the earlier experience, and I still had several hundred kilometres to travel. Some of the road signs further encouraged me to keep my wits about me. The views were becoming more dramatic
but there was now the constant presence of an electricity line, with a multitude of pylons and a swathe cleared through the trees. I don’t know enough about the economic benefits of this power transmission, but it certainly has a large negative effect on the countryside.
And then there are oddities, like the Bob Quinn Lake Airport, which seems just to be a 4200 ft runway alongside the highway. It does have an official IATA airport code, and clearly there’s an interest in maintaining it. However, I can’t find any scheduled flights from it.
Suddenly, the deciduous trees were in leaf, and the scenery changed dramatically.
Mobile phone coverage is established again as I enter Stewart. This town boomed in the early 2oth century, as silver mining flourished. However, it’s population has dropped from a height of some 10000 to the current 500 or so. From the look of things, decline is continuing. It’s got some attractive features, but I think the annual total of some 5 metres of snow must make life pretty hard. There was some sunshine today, but Stewart is one of the cloudiest places in the world.