| STATS | DAY | MILES | CLIMBING | CALORIES |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| DAY | 20 | 49.38 | 1306 | 2112 |
| TOTALS | 1100.34 | 45,994 | 61,827 |
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No shower after yesterdays 83 mile ride, Dinner was a combination of stir fry's. Tom is a master chef, no doubt about it. After a few brews, some chit chat and visit from a dutch guy looking for directions and to fill his water bottles, I crawled into the tent and not 2 minutes later it started raining. It took at least 2 minutes for me to be in the land of nod. What a great way to fall asleep.
For todays ride, we only needed to ride 50 miles so we opted for a leisurely start. Breakfast was bacon and eggs. I have said a lot about Tom’s cooking, but not much about his kitchen. Tom cut his teeth managing kitchens at Yellowstone so he knows how to cook, manage the logistics of a kitchen, and how to keep the ravenous demanding customers in line. His method of choice is to require his clients bring their own dishes and we have to wash them after each meal in camp. I was a little unsure about this, but he has a fool proof, easy, and downright brilliant way of doing it:
Wishy wishy washy rinsey rinsey rinsey
The pan on the left is for scrubbing, the middle for rinsing, the right for sanitizing. Badda-bing badda-bang badda-boom and the dishes are done. Very efficient.
Several of you have asked to see more of Mike, well, here you go.
Man buffet for the mosquitoe's
Glad you asked???
Another sunny day and the prospect of a tail wind. We know that we will be leaving the St. Elias range today so I make sure I get a few more shots.
Looking south over Pickhandle Lake
Today we are to ride through the Beaver Creek roller coasters. This is a notorious section of road that is very bad, lots of frost heaves, ruts, holes, gravel, and generally not at all conducive to bikes. The good news is that they are repairing this stretch. The bad news is that the road is even more unridable.
Hole, Gravel, Bump, Gravel, Hole, Bump, Gravel, Hole, Gravel, ....
There was section after section that went from unridable to totally unridable.
At the first break, we asked Tom if there was a spot we could stop and get a cup of coffee, he said there is the the White River Crossing RV Park, but the guy there is kinda grouchy, he will decide if you get a cup or not.
At the first break, we asked Tom if there was a spot we could stop and get a cup of coffee, he said there is the the White River Crossing RV Park, but the guy there is kinda grouchy, he will decide if you get a cup or not.
Well a few miles up the road here is the White River Crossing RV Park and we decide to stop for coffee. They have an outside display of old military vehicles so Joe and I decide to snap a few pictures first before coffee. We ride in and start to ride towards the display and we hear "Hey!, HEY!, HEYYYY!!!!!" We stop and this guy says "what are you doing?" I say we are going to take some pictures of the vehicles and he says, and I quote "F*** You, this is private property, get the hell out of here." We turn around around and start riding out and he is still yelling at us. As I road by I just politely said "have a nice day", and we left.
We couldn't believe it. This was a place of business with a "OPEN" sign and we were there to spend money. This guy should be reported to the Canadian Chamber of Commerce.
If you find yourself on this stretch of road
DO NOT STOP AT THE WHITE RIVER CROSSING RV PARK!!!!
Even if your life depended on it, don't stop, this guy needs to be out of the business of dealing with paying customers. This is unfortunate that people are greeted this way. Very sad indeed. All Tom could say was "I told you". So we did not get our coffee (and the White River Crossing RV Park did not get our money).
Oh well, another story to add to the fabric of the trip.
Just before the lunch stop (you can see the van in the background), we met this guy. Only chatted for few moments, he is from Sweden and seemed to be in a hurry. You see, he has only been touring for 3 years. He has done Europe, Asia, Australia, and this year is doing North and South America, and next year Africa.
I got to get me one of those helmets, Not only does it look cool, it should fix my hair.
Tom said this would be the last good view of the St Elias range, so I took this picture
Great shot for the new brochure Tom!
Mike's and my families have vacationed together for many years. Mike and I have a tradition of taking a picture of each other taking a picture of each other. Mike called the shot this time and history was made
OK, Ready, 1 - 2 - 3 Click
At about 15 miles to go, the roads were unridable, so we all voted to have Tom portage us to Beaver Creek. We got in early, took the most heavenly shower, walked around a bit until the lounge opened. I have seen many catholic churches and many of them are made from old quanset huts. There was one here in Beaver creek.
Finally, the lounge opened and we polished off several pitchers of beer, 2 rounds or appetizers, and full on gut busting meals.
We only rode about 35 miles today, but we ate as though we just completed the DC to DC 200 miler.
I wonder what they have for dessert? (Baked Alaska, but there was no room on the table for it.)
We only rode about 35 miles today, but we ate as though we just completed the DC to DC 200 miler.
Tomorrow, we leave Canada and head into Alaska!
Tail of the tape.
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