Distance travelled – roughly unknown. I think about 74 miles, but I had technical issues. The GPS batteries died and wouldn’t record whilst it was recharging and I keep resetting the little bike computer. Damn those fiddly buttons.
But it was a good day for cycling – no rain, but overcast and a terrific tailwind. Still quite a few hills but with terrific wind they were no match for my pumping. (it’s turning into a Carry On film now). The were a few roadworks, which they had to put the bike in the back of a pickup and ferry me through. I’m not complaining as some of them were up steep hills. They didn’t seem that keen to take me all the way to Tok though.
So here I am now in a place called Slana (pronounced Slana) about 65 miles from Tok. And with Tok comes the start of the Alaska Highway for me. After Tok it’s all downhill and downwind with bears and chipmunks applauding all the way. Moose can’t applaud, obviously.
If you’re reading this Pete, then your maps are proving invaluable. I say ‘your maps’, actually the ones you ripped-off from work! Cheers again.
For those waiting for Beard Cam updates, they will now, definitely, be weekly. Starting from tomorrow. There’s not much there yet anyway. Ruggedly handsome, true, but not what you’d call a beard.
The photo is of a kid called Colt who made me a peanut butter sandwich when I stopped at this lodge where I thought they might have a restaurant. Turns out they didn’t, but he was happy to make me a pb & j sandwich (without the j). Obviously, he came outside to be impressed by my bike. He was impressed.
Patagonia Pete 