Last couple days I was traveling north. It was not really traveling, but a business trip... just happen that it was to a place that I never visited before. And since I was heading to a place that isn't far away from our destination where we are planning our stitching in the midnight sun, I was all for it.
I left around noon and after driving couple hundred kilometers I made my fist stop: Braeburn Lodge. How can I miss the biggest cinnamon buns ever?! Look how big they are:
All rivers and lakes are still frozen and believe me, the pictures are not even close to the beauty and peacefulness of the North.
and a little history on the way...
After 400 km drive I came to real temptation... to see client I should turn right, but midnight stitching will be in Dawson City... maybe I should turn left and just go and check it out??? No, it would be more fun to do new discoveries with friends. And I turned right.
In Mayo I threw myself into work, stitched just a little on the Tiger (pictures will be posted later, after I stitch some more).
