I woke up at quarter to 6, and stared at the ceiling for a while, wondering at the series of life choices that led me to committing to ride 8,000 miles in 6 weeks, and mentally pricing out the pros and cons of selling the bike and flying home. This... [...]
Woke up slightly hungover, but in high spirits. We busted out of Talkeetna and headed north towards Fairbanks, traffic picking up as we closed in on Denali. We passed through some spectacular alpine prairies, empty of trees just grass and scrub. I strained to spot any kind of wildlife, but... [...]
Some backstory… I rode up to Anchorage from Seattle to join a group of ASTOUNDING women on a guided tour of Alaska. All 7 of us (including our guide and support driver) are amazing, fabulous female motorcyclists, and I never thought it’d go nearly as well as it did. “A... [...]
I slept really well with the cot, air mattress, eye mask, and ear plugs. Out of bed by 6, make coffee, break camp, and on the road by 7am with a full tank of gas and a stiff head wind. The remnants of a tropical storm that hit Japan 5... [...]
I had originally planned to ride 330 miles north to Dawson City, then head west over the Top of the World Highway, 100km of dirt and gravel that holds the distinction of the north-most border crossing in North America, then on to Tok, AK. A two day trip, but with... [...]