The sky was alive with beautiful clouds, the water was low and the gravel perfect for landing.
The first pictures are en route to the Yukon, with the craggy granite tors of the White Mountains. Next come the Twin Lakes where a friend had to abandon part of his camp as a large Grizzly Bear made its way towards him on the narrow isthmus, now covered with water. Then, setting up my landing on this bar parallel to the river.
The next sequence are the environs of the Yukon Bar just below the Village of Beaver, where I took pains to photograph my airplane with a reflection, and also some interesting drift wood.
Finally, the Hodzana River - my favorite! I explored a number of bars, then landed. Then back home.
