Milepost 0 - The Alaska Highway
We left Jasper and headed to Grande Prairie, Alberta. In Jasper all the deciduous trees had leaves on them. By the time we got to Grand Prairie the trees were just starting to bud out. The road between Jasper and Grand Prairie is a logging road and The Milepost (a book published each year for people driving to Alaska) did not recommend it, however, we talked to some people from Grande Prairie who were pulling an RV larger than ours and they said the road was fine. Taking the road shortened our travel by several hours.
The logging road was hilly and curvy with some steep climbs and long descents. As with all roads in rural areas, it had some rough spots. On one of the long climbs, the spare tire fell off the RV. I was driving behind the RV and saw it. I stopped thinking I would pick it up and put it in the back of the car. Spare tires are heavy - especially ones for big RVs. I managed to roll the tire to the car, but could not lift the tire to put it in the car and Mary was way on down the road. There was very little traffic on the road and most of that was large logging trucks who could not stop to help me on the steep grade. I knew there was no chance of Mary turning around to come find me (nowhere to turn around). There was no cell phone service so I waited on the side of the road. Finally a pickup truck passed me heading the other way - I waved as he passed. In about five minutes the truck came up behind me and the man put the tire in the car - he was very apologetic for taking so long to get back to me. The road was pretty narrow with nowhere for him to turn around. I was just grateful he did turn around and came back to help me.
I got back in the car and started the chase to catch Mary. Sixteen miles down the road I got a cell signal and texted her that I had the RVs spare tire. She had no idea it was missing. I caught up with Mary who was waiting in a turnout a few miles outside of Grande Prairie. We used our phones to see if there were any tire places in Grande Prairie. There were several so now all we had to do was find one that was big enough for us to get into. As luck would have it, as we were coming into town there was a large tire store. They got right on it and we were back on the road in no time. We drove on to Dawson Creek, British Colombia - the official beginning of the Alaska Highway.
The Milepost book lists all the RV parks along the Alaska Highway which made it easy to look up each park and choose one. After getting the RV settled we went to the grocery to get some lunchmeat and bread for lunches on the rest of the trip.