I don't think you would like Hyder, Syc. You're too cosmopolitan for an unpaved town of less than a hundred people, a million miles from nowhere with feets and feets of rain and snow.
Because there's only one road in and out, there's no American Customs but the Canadians have a post that's about the size of a garage with an overhang over the driveway. There was a pickup with Canadian plates in the driveway and my van wouldn't fit under the overhang anyway, so I parked in the street and walked (20 feet) to the front door. When I pulled up, 3 teenage boys were being escorted inside. One wore a Phlyers jacket so my wife yelled "where'd you get the jacket". Nobody was smiling.
When I went inside they were going through the boy's pockets and curtly told me to return to my vehicle. They searched the pickup thoroughly, 3 times before they released the kids. Evidently the kids in Stewart (BC) get their dope in Hyder.
They went over my van pretty good but didn't find it...er, anything.
That's the only time I've encountered a surly Canadian Border Guard. The American guards are a different matter but that's another story.
