And on the seventh day the Lord rested. Well…we’re not going to do that today. After bacon, eggs and books in the warm sun, Alison has already started off the day with a mid morning 100k ride, no bigs.
On another note, it’s official, we’ve entered the realm of theAlaskan’s! After the bumpy ride between Haines Junctionand Beaver Creek our excitement began to grow as we continued towards the border, unfortunately however our excitement turned into a feeling of anti-climax rather quickly. Instead of entering into a land of cascading mountains, grizzly bears and caribou we were met with more mosquito’s, low lying rain clouds and forest fire smog, “heck, it was better on the other side!” In all fairness the Alaskan wilderness is still a very exciting and diverse experience.
What we have been able to see is a vast expanse of skinny little trees poking out of the muskeg like millions of toothpicks, and mountains like giants looming behind the thin veil of smog. The word on the street is that there are a number of forest fires around the Denali mountain range, Chicken (mmm…smoked Chicken…) and a few other towns. Pilot cars are being used on the Denali highway to get motorists safely through the smoke. My hopes are that the smoke has moved on when we make our way through the mountain range.
Our stay last night at Cathedral Creek B&B and Campgrounds was indeed a pleasant stay. Our host was a German woman by the name of Kris who 31 years ago became stranded in Tok, AK when hitchhiking and never left. We both enjoyed the company of Chessa a 5year old yellow lab that had exceptional table manners and was awarded with the job of prewashing our dishes. Maybe I should have done some more convincing of Alison that dog’s mouths are more sterile than ours before I handed the dishes to Chessa.
Now in Fairbanks we refuel, restock and wait patiently to commence our journey on the Dalton Highway!