Vicki and Barbara arrive in Yellowknife

As we flew north out of Calgary, first the cities dropped away, and then the towns, then the farms, finally the roads.  We flew over endless forrest and lakes for hours.  Then in the far distance I could see an expanse of white. Clouds?

No. As we got closer, we could see Great Slave Lake, still iced over.  On the 29th of May.

Fortunately only the lake was still covered in snow - I've brought summer clothes.