Too funny are the comments. I don't fit in, worth a hoot in Florida. It is near the top, of my ten list of the "dumbest things I have ever done." People, people everywhere and getting more of them all the time. I grew up on a ranch in southern Oklahoma, where the directions to our house started out with go east till you run out of pavement, then keep going on the gravel till you see the ranch sign. LOL Then I went to Nome in 1962 for the summer, moved back there in 1964. Long strange story of how we ended up in Florida, LOL
I really enjoy Dease Lake and always stop on the way through, often to visit the deli at the station on the corner, or to stay at the campground just south of town run by one of the Dease Lake service organizations, Lions(?) There is a commercial one just north of town, a bit rustic but on the lake and run by real nice folks. I first drove the Cassiar Highway, Dease Lake Highway or the Stewart Cassiar Highway or whatever name a person knows it by, Hwy 37, first in about 1974. Can't find my notes of that trip, so must be lost somewhere. I know the road was in to Dease Lake long before this time and out to the coast from there. But the section of road between there and the mines in Cassiar didn't get finished, as I remember it till the early 70s. One of the forum members commented he worked on a survey crew at that time on the connection of the two ends of the road, from north to south. I am thinking the early 70s may have been when the government decided to put in the railroad, to run parallel to Hwy 37, out east of it. But at some point of time, the Canadian Government in Ottawa, changed parties and the project was stopped and the road was finished. Much of the roadbed of the railroad was in and some bridges as I remember, from following it in my airplanes a couple of times. Followed it to about even with Dease Lake and then cut north to come out at Atlin and on to Whitehorse. Great country and people up in there.