Back through Canada

Leaving Fairbanks & heading back home. I'll be retracing a few roads leading to Alaska. I'm heading towards Watson Lake, Yukon. From there I will head in a different direction through Alberta, Canada. I will be cruising through Dawson Creek, Edmonton & Calgary. Back through Montana, USA.


Kluane Lake is a beautiful sight.

It might seem like a lot of pictures, but, I can't help myself.

360 degrees of great views.

I probably won't be back for a while, so I'm glad I have these photos.

Very glad I have these pictures.

I like this part so much because it's been excellent weather.

Bicyclist fixing a flat.

A favorite piece of this ride is ahead.

Destruction Bay, Yukon has some great spots.

Another 360 degree view outside the Talbot Hotel.

This gent is from Wisconsin. He's heading to Fairbanks.

Outside my hotel room. SUNSHINE! It's been cloudy & rainy for days.

That's a funky little trailer.

The clouds are breaking up.

Rainy but nice.

WAAAAH!! I'm a DUMB DUMB! Enough said.

What's wrong here?


Oh, nice country.

These roads in Destruction Bay are sneaky painful. A wee bit of a challenge if you drive fast.

How do they do it? That's a big trailer.

Downtown Tok, Alaska.

A Tok gas station didn't fair to well in a fire.

Wow! The parking lot isn't full.

Just outside of Fairbanks.

Coldfoot to the University of Alaska, Fairbanks

I'm getting ready to head out. Because of the nice, sunny morning, Paul is going to try another run @ Deadhorse with a person he met in the dorms. I hope the weather cooperates for them.

Very friendly bike parking.

A wee bit of maintenance. I took the air filter out & cleaned it in the dorm bath room & re-oiled it. Everything else looked in good shape.

It's a beautiful day in Fairbanks. I've been riding in rainy weather for 3 days. It's T shirt weather.

I can only imagine how cold it gets. I've seen a lot of these engine warmers.

A very motorcycle friendly place to stay when in town. A few of the riders in Coldfoot mentioned the university dorms as an option for a bed & shower @ $43 per room. Clean, comfortable, strong Internet connection & nicer than the $200 Coldfoot room.


It's a big campus & we had to ask around as to where the dorms might be. Took about 5 minutes.

Off the Dalton Highway & into Fairbanks.

Apparently, Paul is in front...

Here is Fred & Paul following the pipeline.

Paul must be contemplating the meaning of the universe, or, just turning around.

Picture time.


Fred crossing the Yukon River Bridge.

Paul & I getting gas @ the Yukon River stop.

Errol, Paul & Fred

There is dirt where the sun rarely shines.

We are looking for tools that would be best for cleaning mud off of a radiator. Paul gave him his toothbrush. Freakin' water cooled bikes, Jeesh...

We run into Errol. We met him @ Coldfoot. An issue with his bike overheating. Errol is from London, England.

While @ the Circle, we meet Fred Fogle. Fred is a teacher of engineering in New Jersey.

Fred & Paul leaving the Arctic Circle.

Back again. Why not? It's a nice place.

The Silver Bullet all fueled up & ready to head back to Fairbanks.

The Bullet, in a tough crowd.

Not a 4 star accommodation, but, it's a welcoming bed & shower.

There's mud everywhere.

The Restaurant & Saloon. The food was excellent. The manager, George, was pleasant & a New Englander originally. He said he was from Boston, Ma. & I told him I was born in Lowell, Ma. He then fessed up that he was born in Lawrence, Ma & went on about the mistakes the city made over the years. I don't think he misses Lawrence.

I bumped into Paul Shriner when I arrived in Coldfoot. He lives in Texas & was originally from Oklahoma. He seemed to have a lot of fond memories of his childhood. He has driven his bike all over. If he needs a place to stay in New England, I hope he gets in touch with me. We both had wished that we met a little sooner, so that we could split the $200 cost of the room.

Up the red carpet to the Slate Creek Inn.

I don't think Paul's stuff & mine would fit in 1 room. We would have made it work.

Just checking the fire exits...I could probably just punch through the exterior walls.

This is the view outside my window. SOGGY. It's been raining for a couple of days now. A hint of sunshine & I would have gone to Deadhorse. You just can't see all there is to see. I like taking pictures. I'll come back without hesitation.

Beaver board paneling.

I arrived in Coldfoot & wasn't sure I was actually there. I pulled in & saw a couple dozen trucks & thought I was in a trucking company yard. I pulled back out to the Dalton Highway & it was pouring rain. It had been pouring for the last hour. It was 10:00pm and confusion set in. The odometer said I was close. Since Fairbanks, Thomas Thomas has been telling me that I was not on any road & kept giving me directions to get back on the road that I was already on. GPS update needed for many places in the Northwest. I drove about a half mile toward Deadhorse in some mash potato mud and decided to turn around. I pulled back in to Coldfoot & saw a trucker getting out of his truck. He said that the Saloon was behind the trucks that were up ahead. The first beer was excellent.

This opening a few miles from the Circle looked inviting. I would camp here & hope for better weather in the morning. If so, Deadhorse.

I got my tent & found this nice spot. That is when it started to pour. Unable to see while standing there type rain. Coldfoot tonight! I hopped on the bike & said to myself, 60+- miles, that's a ride to Boston & back. No problem. Suprisingly, the road is paved all the way to Coldfoot from the Circle. The weather stayed consistently bad.

I didn't see any troublesome wildlife out on the tundra. I'm camping.