Day Four: Ran Out of Beer
- Woobies
- Jun 17, 2022
- 2 min read
By day four of our nomadic adventure, we had managed to lose the cats in a 250 square foot space 22 times, successfully played dodge the pothole and ran out of beer.

After a smooth day of driving, we stopped at a small RV park about 13 miles east of Whitehorse called Caribou RV Park.
We had stopped in Whitehorse to pick up some groceries and to buy an oil filter wrench at Walmart before heading to the park. Beer was on the grocery list but we got a bit excited about finding the wrench and forgot the beer.
The excitement came from the fact that we struggled to attach and remove the sewer hose from our black/grey tank. I had shoulder surgery six weeks prior to our departure so I lacked the strength to secure the hose to the tank pipe. Isabelle was able to do it but it was a struggle and very frustrating process. The oil filter wrench fits the diameter of connection perfectly and made attaching and removing the hose a piece of cake.
We headed to the Caribou RV Park with the wrench and didn't realize that we forgot the beer until we arrived at the park. It was only when we opened the fridge and saw that we only had two beers left that we realized we forgot the most important thing on our grocery list. By that time, we were already settled into our site at the Caribou RV Park, where we planned to spend the next two nights.

Isabelle needed a day off the road to record some lectures for her class. She also wanted to try making bread in our ninja foodie. I didn't mind having a day's rest from the road either and the fur babies were happy for the break as well.
We really enjoyed our time at the Caribou RV Park. The host was super nice and spoke five different languages. The park was small and intimate, which was nice. We were packed in pretty tight but there were really nice trails to give Twinkie some good walks away from the congestion.
The only downside to our stay was that we would have no beer to eat with our fresh bread. At least that was the case until we learned what "off sales" in Canada means. There was a small restaurant at the park that sold beer and wine "off sales." "Off sales," meant that we could buy beer from the restaurant and take it back to our RV to enjoy. So we stocked up on some Yukon beer and had some great beer to go with the delicious homemade bread Isabelle made in her Ninja Foodie.
We also bought enough to make sure we didn't encounter another beer drought anytime soon.
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