FAILURE. Yep, it was a complete let down. The sign clearly says the road is unpaved from here forward. You see 18 wheelers and trucks flying up the road. My bike is clearly not built to ride that far north. It was like riding on some one's unpaved driveway. Miserable is not even close to what its like to constantly find a clear path. We weaved and dodged for 3 miles. John was leading so he stopped and asked me if I wanted to keep going. I had just come from the longest, fastest, windiest ride. Total heaven. Now this crap for another 40. I said no thanks, I'd rather turn around. So we went back to the Dalton sign to review our plans. We checked our mileage on this tank of gas and decided to ride back to Fairbanks on the road we had just come.
As I was riding back, I thought about what a let down this was for the day. Some things in life are not meant to be. The road back was just awesome.
On the way out, I lead the way. John saw something come off my bike and stopped me. After a thorough inspection, we saw nothing missing. When we got back to town we started talking about packing my bike differently. When John touched my luggage rack it nearly fell off. Two bolts had worked themselves loose and fell off. Off to Lowes we went to get that fixed. Hopefully, I will experience no more of that.
As I was riding back, I thought about what a let down this was for the day. Some things in life are not meant to be. The road back was just awesome.
On the way out, I lead the way. John saw something come off my bike and stopped me. After a thorough inspection, we saw nothing missing. When we got back to town we started talking about packing my bike differently. When John touched my luggage rack it nearly fell off. Two bolts had worked themselves loose and fell off. Off to Lowes we went to get that fixed. Hopefully, I will experience no more of that.
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Stan drove that road in a car. He said it was pure washboard. He didn't think you would make it.
Bill
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