BURYING ZIMMERMAN (The River Trilogy, Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
There's no trees in Dawson and the mud flat was froze solid, so it ain't easy to tie up. We throwed all our bags onto the bank and dragged the boat up after 'em, slipping and sliding through ice water as we done it. That's a hard way to end a three-month trip, but no harder than any other day since Dyea. For me, the end of the trail felt strange. I left home for the Yukon in May of '96, and now it was the end of October '98 and there was no place I was trying to get to. "You could say Dawson was like Skagway, if you seen both towns – streets laid out on flat ground against the water, then built up as fast as you could haul logs down from the hills and saw 'em into lumber. Hotels and restaurants, post office, blacksmith, bakery, barber. "But in Skagway, people come off the boat with clean clothes, quick eyes, and a lively step. The greenhorns wasn't worried about what they didn't know – they was just itching to get on the trail. And Skagway slapped 'em on the back, then knocked 'em out and picked their pockets.
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