I thought I should expand a little on what Nell wrote. The S.S. Klondike was a special experience for me, because 60 years ago the four of us guys boarded it and looked all around. At that time it was just an old ship moored alongside a dock. I think in the 80s they moved it onto land, restored it, and it is now a National Historic Site. It's the only one of its kind, I believe, that has survived.
The old Log Cabin Church is a museum now, although prayer services are still held on Sunday and Wednesday evenings. It gives a good history of the Anglican Church in the pioneer days. You have to have a lot of respect for the missionaries who were willing to live and work in such a hostile environment as this. One bishop, Springer I think his name was, took a 500 mile trip on foot in 1909 to visit the tribes and settlements in the northwest. One night he ate his leather boots, because he was starving. He was rescued shortly after, and became known as"The Bishop Who Ate His Boots."
At the McBride Museum Sam McGee's cabin is on display. The writer, Robert Service, liked his name so well that he asked if he could use it in a poem. You should read "The Cremation of Sam McGee." It's hilarious. Sam was a little upset, though, because he was always known after that as the man in the poem. Besides, Service didn't get all the facts right. Sam came from Ontario, not Tennessee. It was a good day, in spite of the weather. Mo
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