...it was a good day.
First, I saw that my favorite mountain camp area is burning up. But, I wasn't camping there at the time.
I saw a tour bus aalllmost tipped over on the shoulder of the road. It wasn't mine.
A huge on-coming ore truck drifted well into my lane. I was in a car, not a bus, so I had room to move over without becoming another tipped bus. (or roadkill)
We (my tourists and I) saw no animals on the way north. But we saw five bears on the way back.
There were to be construction delays on the Moore bridge. We crossed before they started and after they finished. No delays.
I arrived at the stables with riders, to find they hadn't been informed. But they adapted quickly, and my folks got to ride.
At customs, the computer picked my vehicle for a search. But the officers on duty used some good sense and discretion, made a hasty look over and allowed us to pass with no unusual delay.
That's the way things are supposed to work in Skagway.