Polar Bears don't eat berries

I spent a few days in Yellowknife on my way back to Gjoa.  It was strangely easy travelling without 6 extra large bags and a dog crate. So easy I almost missed my flight in Edmonton because I was so not worried that I got sucked into the book I was reading and stopped listening to the announcements :s

Tammy met me at the airport and was equally frustrated in my defense for the lack of food provided on the Air  Canada flight.  Lack of food was actually the title of chapter 4 in my complaint letter.

 Yellowknife was actually quite warm hovering under -20 and I walked down to the main street from Rat Lake.  New Years day, the only thing open was Shoppers Drug Mart (of course!) so I took off my coat (because I was sweating) and spent an hour wandering around the makeup department. The only things I picked up were a box of Kleenex, a bridal mag (yay Melanie!) and some huge raisin oatmeal breakfast cookies (yay me! hahaha).   

I treated Tammy to dinner at The Explorer Hotel.  That's where we met my new friend, Big P.  I got a bit of cut-eye from the desk staff while we were taking these photos but once they realized I wasn't going to climb the bear all was right with the world once more.
Gail, Heather, Tammy and I closed the restaurant with hilarious stories and dessert.  Thanks for the great night ladies! I highly recommend the elk steak medium rare.