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The Paddlewheeler Graveyard

The air horn went off in Dawson and we were concerned. The locals just ignored it, so we assumed we could too. We spent the morning washing the bikes of all the caked mud and making sure the small parts worked smoothly. We then headed over to the Paddlewheel Graveyard across the Yukon River. The … [Read more...]

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The end of the line…

Jaz called the trip just north of the Arctic Circle. Although I still had ability, and my bike had more to offer (as well as Jaz), her bike had given everything it could give. We had a hug at the Arctic Circle and agreed to turn around 195 mile short of our 1000 mile goal. Being reasonable girls, … [Read more...]

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The bartender said, “The beer truck showing up on time is more dependable than the sun showing up.”

With that in mind, we have decided to press north to see what we can see. Before I went to bed last night, the sun shined on the boggy roads for at least two hours. If it holds through the night, it may not be so dangerous. We have heard that the road from here to above the Arctic Circle holds up … [Read more...]

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Still holed up under the dead head drinking Lead Dog Ale

The dead head is of course from a massive moose and is hanging over me in the bar. قوانين البلاك جاك To make matters worse, I just found out I am drinking the last bottle of dark beer in the place! The restock truck does not arrive until tomorrow. I hope I am long gone before that! I … [Read more...]

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Two Inuvik residents (while in Dawson) ask me, “Where Are You Going?”

I say, “Inuvik.” Man Responds, “Once you get up there and see the beauty, you won’t want to come back here.” Woman Responds, “You know what You are Getting Into… Right?” This is how our day started yesterday. The road was a test. It was a test on how well I packed. It was a test … [Read more...]

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I forgot my bra… now I know why my bike bag is so light…

I tried to pack really light for this trip; only the essentials. I believe that ultimate lite packing is only three pair of underwear: one to wear, one that is drying out from being hand-washed the night before and one pair that is dry (should you fall, say in the Yukon River). Everything beyond … [Read more...]

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Let’s spend Canada Day in the U.S. and the 4th of July in Canada

We awoke to rain in Tok. The Amish gremlins were still camped out, but the coffee was fresh and good straight from the Jetboil French press. Life was good. This holiday has every RV in Alaska headed towards Eureka to camp in a gravel pit (at least the locals), but all the tourists seem to be … [Read more...]

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The roads to Canada are paved with flowers

We headed out of Anchorage for a repeat of the first 318 miles from previous weekends; past the city of god all the way to, “one toke over the line.” The Richardson was in full bloom with many types of flowers. We saw trumpeter swans with their chicks, moose, and lots of squirrels. I was not as … [Read more...]

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Catch-up (Eagle 2 weekends ago)

Even though I left Anchorage yesterday for great adventure, I am playing catch-up on the last two weekends. Summer is busy! I last blogged about my Eagle trip. It was spectacular. I got to visit with old friends, make new friends and… well… fall in the Yukon River. Fort Egbert is one of our … [Read more...]

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“Do you think we’ll get shot?”

This was the question that popped in my mind when we decided to trespass beyond the, “No Trespassing” sign off the Taylor highway. Unlike in the lower 48 when Jaz and I have been faced with this dilemma (trespass for a cool photo and take the risk) usually the risk is being kicked off the property … [Read more...]