This is one of my favorite pictures. It was right outside of Deadhorse. It was a small body of water and it's hard to tell where the water ends and the sky begins.
Here I am on the pipeline. There are many signs that say not to climb on the pipeline. I decided it was worth the risk...not too many cops along the Dalton!!
This was Atigun Pass. Mike wanted a picture of how the guardrail has taken a few hits over the years.
Trust me, that brown blob is a grizzly bear. Well, it was definitely a bear of brown color. I'm going with Grizzly!
This was Atigun Pass. Mike wanted a picture of how the guardrail has taken a few hits over the years.
Trust me, that brown blob is a grizzly bear. Well, it was definitely a bear of brown color. I'm going with Grizzly!
Here's my sweetie...after we'd conquered the Dalton.
The ride to Fairbanks was pretty long. We got in about 7:30-8pm. It rained a bit on the way back. We stopped to get some lunch/dinner at the Hot Spot (at the Yukon Bridge). It was yummy. We met a nice guy from London that was riding his bicycle. That's right, I said a bicycle. He'd been to Deadhorse and was on his way back to Fairbanks. Could not imagine!!
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Next year vacation on the bikes (peddling kind). Right?
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