Nearly two months ago I flew 250 miles into the Arctic Circle, rebuilt my bike in the Prudhoe Bay airport and started pedaling south. Have at last left Alaska for the second and final time, headed due north from the rustic Gold Rush town of Skagway.
Ahead was my final fearsome stretch of long-haul isolation on this side of North America, a daunting 14-mile climb over White Pass before 1,000 desolate miles across alpine lakes, emerald rivers and yet more snow. Spent a night with German hitchhikers camping underneath the back of a flatbed semi, the only dry spot for hundreds of miles. Rain and lightning remained my constant companions though, swallowing the sky for days on end from the Continental Divide back toward the Interior. From there I followed the revered Cassiar Highway through scenic valleys between the Canadian Rockies and BC’s Coastal Ranges.
Currently cycling from Alaska to Argentina and documenting the full trip on IG, FB, TikTok, etc. (at) donivanberube if interested!
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Nearly two months ago I flew 250 miles into the Arctic Circle, rebuilt my bike in the Prudhoe Bay airport and started pedaling south. Have at last left Alaska for the second and final time, headed due north from the rustic Gold Rush town of Skagway.
Ahead was my final fearsome stretch of long-haul isolation on this side of North America, a daunting 14-mile climb over White Pass before 1,000 desolate miles across alpine lakes, emerald rivers and yet more snow. Spent a night with German hitchhikers camping underneath the back of a flatbed semi, the only dry spot for hundreds of miles. Rain and lightning remained my constant companions though, swallowing the sky for days on end from the Continental Divide back toward the Interior. From there I followed the revered Cassiar Highway through scenic valleys between the Canadian Rockies and BC’s Coastal Ranges.
Currently cycling from Alaska to Argentina and documenting the full trip on IG, FB, TikTok, etc. (at) donivanberube if interested!
How wide tires are you using?