We headed back onto highway 97 (the Cassiar Highway), stopping at Meziadin Junction for gas (petrol) and to top our propane cylinder up. Gas prices have gone from CAD1.29 a litre in Prince George to CAD1.62 on this remote road - we had to pay it our tank was low and there are very few gas stations on this road. No propane though but about 60 miles up the road we got it filled (good job the next opportunity was another 150 miles away. It was going to be a driving day but we were hoping to hire a boat somewhere and have a paddle. After clocking up around 200 miles the sign said 'World Famous Tatogga Resort'. Wrong in two respects, I'm sure it's not world famous and it's hardly a resort. There is a restaurant here doing great passing trade, but let's face it there are only 2 eating places including this one on a 300 mile stretch of highway. They also have an RV park that was deserted and has seen better days. Donna really didn't want to stop at the RV park that time (and toilet cleaners) had forgot, but there was a mountain hike 1km for the following day and we could use a canoe free of charge if we stayed. The sun was out, good for paddling, the site was very cheap and as much firewood as you wanted for free - so we stayed. We were just pushing off in the canoe when a float plane landed and with the propeller whizzing it was coming straight for us (we were launching from it's boarding jetty). The pilot spotted us and we paddled hard and everyone was safe and happy. Great paddle on the lake down the creek and back. After another great BBQ I went to put the kettle on - no gas! Checked the bottle it was connected, the valve open but nothing coming out. I noticed that the brass fitting coming out of the screw on connector was loose, instead of it screwing into the cylinder to open the safety valve it just wiggled around - something must have broken when I disconnected it when we had it refilled earlier that day. We asked the resort owner for help but he was too busy, just a week before he had persuaded a young guy from the Malvern's and his Australian girlfriend to stop and work there as he was so shorthanded. One of the locals eating there came down to take a look. The best he could do was to advise us to drive to Dease Lake where we could get it fixed. The hike was abandoned, the next morning without even a cup of tea or coffee we drove 50 miles to Dease lake. The hardware / grocery / fishing / ammo / toy / camping store couldn't help. We were directed to Charlies garage who sold propane and did auto repairs. Charlie said he had an old pipe and connector which he could just swap over and it would be fixed, except he couldn't find it. He had a local gas fitting supplier but he was out of town all day so we were stuffed. Charlie's advice drive 160 miles to Watson Lake, there we could definitely get it fixed - so we did. We had hoped to stop along the Cassiar at Iskut, Dease Lake and Boya Lake but arriving at Watson Lake these were all well behind us. We did have a quick stop at 'World Famous Jade City' - not world famous and not a city - just a shop which sells locally mined Jade. Watson Lake - first stop Home Hardware for a new pipe and connector - no luck. Second stop the visitor centre for advice. They phoned a guy who does RV repairs but works at the City dump in the day - no answer. Try Watson Lake motors they said - and we did. Come back in an hour Watson Motors said, the mechanic is out. If he can fix it but need parts they can get them from Yukon supplies just down the road. We decided to go to Yukon supplies ourselves, on the way we spotted Ace Hardware - no luck there. Yukon supplies, very helpful but didn't have any pipes / connectors in stock. There were lots of theories about the problem - a gasket is missing, no an adaptor is missing, it must on the propane refill nozzle back where you filled up. So, they tried to find an adaptor - no luck. Back to home hardware to look for an adaptor, they had one and fitted it but it still didn't work, back to Yukon supplies. They were going to give us an old gas cylinder with a different style valve that they said would work but it didn't! Still no solution, there advice was contact a guy who works at the city dump who works on RV's in his spare time - they phoned him for us and he said he may be able to help, call him later if we were still stuck. Yukon supplies were closing it was 5 pm when a customer leaving took a look, yes, he could fix it for us just follow him home - so we did. His house looked like it was out of the Beverley Hillbillys! He had various leads which screwed into the inside of our cylinder valve not the outside which is okay but they wouldn't go in far enough. I had to stop him from trying to extract the rubber seal and circlip from the inside of our cylinder safety valve! So back to the drawing board. Do we contact the City Dump guy - will that be a Heath Robinson attempt just like the Beverly Hillbilly. We went for the only other piece of advice we had been given - drive 282 miles to Whitehorse where there are 3 RV service / repair outfits. That's the direction we were going anyway so that's the plan. We picked up a couple of small gas cylinders for our little camping stove so we could cook indoors. We have a gas BBQ we could cook on, except it was cold, looked like a storm was coming and then there are mozzies to contend with. Trying to find somewhere to park up for the night we visited both RV parks in Watson Lake - you couldn't really all them RV parks, they were more akin to lorry parks. We headed in the Whitehorse direction for 20 minutes stopping at Nugget City RV park - bloody expensive and showers were extra but it was more scenic and quieter than the gravel yards in Watson lake. Donna rustled up tinned ravioli for dinner on a camp stove and garlic bread done in Timmy the toaster. Another long drive tomorrow to Whitehorse, early start as it's Saturday (early closing?). Fingers crossed. One great thing happened today, Donna spotted a black bear in the morning which I missed but in the afternoon, I spotted a female brown bear and 2 cubs. With a deserted road Donna managed to stop and reverse back, they were still there eating berries and taking absolutely no notice of us. We couldn't have wished for a closer encounter, managed to get plenty of pics and a video before moving on.