We stocked up on groceries for lunch at another Independent, and then drove our regular path along Ingraham Trail, but continued on past the furthest point we had been thus far.
At Hidden Lake Provincial Park, we ate our lunch in the car and then headed off towards Cameron Falls.
This was the only running water I had seen during my entire stay in Yellowknife; I hadn't realized until this moment, that everything else had been frozen over.
After an afternoon of hiking, we headed back into town and finally visited the Zehabesha, the local Ethiopian restaurant. We had tried to visit last night, but our dog sledding guide informed us that the restaurant was closed on Sundays.
The food came served on some of the hugest plates I have ever seen, and we dug in with gusto. Ethiopian coffee was also ordered, and came with popcorn and a heaping bowl of sugar.
We walked through the sparkling streets to our B&B. I stopped to try and capture the snow on the streets; it was so cold that each individual snowflake kept its shape on the ground, and their glittery beauty was a sight to behold. A very dedicated individual passed by, and I had to admire their commitment to running in this sub 30 weather.
Our final day in Yellowknife saw us heading to Overlander Sports to rent snowshoes.
Snowshoeing through Back Bay, we passed by a frozen cemetery, crab-walked along the ledge of the hill, and arrived at the Ice Caves.
Once again, I tried to capture the magic of the snowflake snow, but it proved fruitless. Please take care to notice the beauty of each individual snowflake if you ever come across this sight.
Cold and hungry, we were recommended the Museum Restaurant at the Prince of Wales Northern Heritage Centre. Quickly realizing that it was closing within the hour, we scurried upstairs.
This was probably the fanciest meal we had in Yellowknife, and we were all pleasantly surprised at the delicious food.
After eating, we perused the museum at our leisure. I instantly found my favourite items - curling patches!
That night, we finally went to famous Bullock's Bistro for some fish and (burnt) chips. The portions were absolutely massive, but the price certainly matched the size.
We had to try and see the aurora one last time, and so we headed out again to our favourite spot at Prelude Lake.
This is what happens when someone shines their headlights during your exposure.
We finished packing our bags before sleeping for a couple of hours, and headed to the airport for our early morning flight. A sunrise greeted us as we departed from the Northwest Territories.
On leaving with all twenty digits and the general cold:
My toe warmer stock quickly depleted as the days passed, but the rate at which my toes froze only slowed slightly. I tried to minimize my whining throughout these posts, but as someone who suffers from poor blood circulation, my extremities, especially my toes, were frozen during this trip, despite layers of thermal socks and winter boots. Please pack accordingly, and if you don't have the necessary gear, rentals are available. I saw some heavy-duty boots on fellow tourists that left me envious of their snuggly feet.
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