As I am writing this, I am sitting at the beautiful Tetlin National Wildlife Refuge Visitor Centre, only 10 km from Canada. After only about 500 km, my knees finally hurt enough that I can’t even ride the last 10 km to the border, let alone the extra 30 km to Beaver Creek, the first village in the Yukon. I came to the conclusion that stopping here is the best option, not wanting to damage my knees for good. I…
Finally, I am on the road with Laf. I was disappointed that I hadn’t been able to start from Prudhoe Bay, but I soon realized that it was probably a good thing. I had forgotten how hard it is to start a bike trip and I really don’t think I would have been able to ride the Dalton, and for sure not in these conditions. As I pedaled away from Fairbanks, I thought that at least I had been to…
Well, I guess I can now say that I have been to Prudhoe Bay with my bike… but not on my bike!!! I haven’t started riding yet but it’s already been an adventure. I left Whitehorse Thursday morning, after a nice going away supper with friends. Steve and I drove to Fairbanks, where we stayed at Sven’s Basecamp, a lovely haven in the middle of the industrial area. The weather forecast for Prudhoe Bay had been deteriorating over the last…