We have ridden the length of the AlCan Highway. Two college young ladies took the obligatory photo at mile marker 0 as they were beginning their Alaskan Highway adventure and we ended ours.
This last stage felt long because it did not produce the visual stimuli the rest of the highway did. Actually the best part was the agricultural stretch from Fort St. John to Dawson Creek. Golden round hay bales in green meadows, horses and especially cows grazing were a welcome sight; it had a soothing effect after so much forest all day.
The towns now look like towns again, the service stations' access ramps and the motels parking lots are paved.
This last day was very cold; we wore just about all we packed including balacklavas. It was also dusty in places and muddy in others. A serious auto accident dampened our mood.
We had a comfortable motel though and we were glad for it because when we finished cleaning up the bikes it was quite late and we were tired. Enduring the cold for 300 miles uses energy.
This concludes our Alaskan interlude. Tomorrow we turn our bikes south and east toward the heartlands of Canada and some of its National Parks.
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