It was not without trepidation that we set out along the Cassiar Highway. All the information I had read about it depicted it as one of the most remote highways in western Canada. Honestly, I don’t think it was any more remote than sections of the Alaska Highway, and we did see other vehicles on the road, many of which were RVs. Gas stations weren’t numerous, but they were available. (Expensive, but available.) We never felt that we were in danger of running out of gas. But, again, we were driving off just the top half of our tank – and we had an extra 10 gallons with us. That being said, there was an aspect of traveling the Cassiar Highway that was a bit disconcerting.
