End of The Highway

On this day, in 1981, one of the greatest things happened.  Preston was born and I am happy to say that when he opened his eyes the first time I was the first thing he saw.

The last 500 miles has been rough but we made it.  Bad roads, cold, rain, and thinking of Preston.

I was just thinking, as I approached Delta Junction, that Preston never traveled the entire Alaska Highway in one trip.  On the way to Anchorage, we turned off at Tok.  On the way back to Austin we started in Delta Junction, but turned off at JCT 37 to go to British Columbia.  Well, he made it all the way today.

I'll begin the final assault tomorrow.

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Running Behind

I seem to be running behind my plans so I may not make SLC when I wanted to.  Oh, well.
Today was short (550 miles) due to a combination of very bad roads mixed with very cold and bad rain.  That was just the last 100 miles, so the rest of the day was pretty good. 

Joan says I can't go anywhere without meeting someone I have a connection with.  In 2003, in Haines Junction, YT, which I just passed through, I met a man that worked with my dad.  In the restaurant tonight, I met an Air Force veteran who knew a man I worked with at DPS.

Some things I saw:

This is where I had to stop and use the gas can.  The gas station I was planning on was closed.  I think fuel management is the most difficult part of riding a motorcycle on The Highway.

Me, riding a motorcycle in Yukon Territory.

100 miles from Alaska

I had to stop to say hello to a fellow Uralista because there are so few of us.  This is Norm from Spokane.  I am sad to say we are on the same mission but with different destinations.

Dawson Creek to Watson Lake

Yesterday I rode through rain most of the way only to find No Vacancy signs everywhere.  I got the last room at the historic Air Force Lodge. 

While this ride is only to get Preston to where he wanted to go, I understand some people would like to see some scenery.  I'm behind schedule so this may be all I have.

The Alaska Highway

Goats

Buffalo.  I had to turn around to take this.  While I was sitting on the bike I realized I hadn't check for bears but I thought they would alert me to a bear.

They didn't know about this guy 500 feet down the road.

Corrrection to Garbled Post

If you saw the garbled post that was in this space, it was due to trying to send via my cell phone.

What I said was:  REF:  Photo, below.  Eight years ago, at about this same time, I was riding in that shoulder at that spot because an on-coming log truck was using my lane to pass a line of cars.

10 Miles Up The Highway

10 Miles Up The Highway

Dawson Creek

I took a different route to Dawson Creek.  Who would have thought Preston would be riding through here?