Every year, the George Black ferry chugs across the Yukon River between Dawson City and West Dawson as long as the river is liquid enough for movement.
The season of diesel travel is bracketed by break-up (usually early May) and freeze-up (anywhere from late October to late November). While we wait for the river to close over, the ferry settles in for a long winter hibernation on the shore.
And between being docked last Mon Nov 2 and my lunch-hour walk yesterday, the ferry has been growing icicles galore. Last year I only noticed a few.
A theory on why? This year November was strangely warm and then temperatures dropped dramatically – last Friday was only -4 degrees C, and Sunday was a startling -25 before Monday’s -31. So the air has been moister than usual, allowing stalactite-like formations like these.
Quiet caves of spiky secrets….