Category: Adventure Writing

Not you Frankie! And I didn’t mean it in that way! I was merely talking about myself biking in really hot weather. I left Fort Nelson on B.C. Day, it turned out to be a scorcher! I had hoped to go a long way, like 150 or so kilometers, I probably could have but along … Continue reading A bitch in heat

The night before I left Watson Lake I saw a fox walk past my tent while I was inside reading. I was kind of sad that I wasn’t able to snap a picture. Luckily nature intervened on my ride out of town. Not 10 kilometers into my ride a fox walked pas me and my … Continue reading Fox And Friends

So Cliff struck hard. But let’s rewind and give a bit of background into this. I hung around in Whitehorse for two days, and on my second rest day I was biking along the path that runs by the river and saw two other bike tourers. As I approached to say hi we all recognized … Continue reading Blame it on Cliff – 20170720-26 – Whitehorse to Watson Lake

I left Tok while it was still raining, but luckily the wind was at my back for the second time of the trip. I stopped at talked to some old guys touring. They were in the 60’s and 70’s and carried some gear while one of their wives carried the rest. Another weird thing is … Continue reading Tailwind Numbers 2 & 3! Plus Bear #6 20170711 – 20170717

I left North Pole and the Fairbanks region for the last time this trip. It was a good place to base my Alaskan travels around. But now the road beckons me onward and southward. After having one last breakfast with the Shay family I set off towards Canada, or as I am calling it Mapleleafland. … Continue reading Farewell to Fairbanks -20170706 – 20170709

I want to give my warmest and most heartfelt thanks to the Shay family. They invited me into their home and their family while I was staying in the Fairbanks area. Not only did they give me a bed, a roof, and food. They made me feel like part of their family. They are some … Continue reading Thank you Shay Family

This ride has been by far the hardest of my life. It has tested me physically, mentally, and emotionally. Each stage of this journey has had it’s own challenges that have required different strengths to overcome. Be it the massive mountains, the seemingly endless winds, the weight of carrying days of food, or the lack … Continue reading The Push to Prudhoe Part 5: Some Final Thoughts

Do you remember what I said about my wonderful mood? Yeah, well it soured real quickly today. I had about 220 km left until reaching my destination of Deadhorse and I wanted to do half of that today. My day started with 40 km of large rolling hills heading east northeast, of course into the … Continue reading The Push to Prudhoe Part 4: Wind wind everywhere and all of it in my Face

When leaving Coldfoot on that Tuesday morning, I had hoped to make it over Atigun Pass so I could coast downhill when I was super exhausted at the end of the day. That didn’t happen. I did make it to right before the climb up to Chandalar Camp, which is the precursor to Atigun. I … Continue reading The Push to Prudhoe Part 3: Holy Atigun Batman!!!

I biked up the road to the BLM camp and there was like one tiny hill. Had I known that I would have just done that the previous day to save me some money. But I was pretty exhausted so who knows what I would have actually done. The BLM campground is free and right … Continue reading The Push to Prudhoe Part 2: Oh. That was nice.