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  1. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 19 Ride The road changed. Fog lines defined road edges. A centerline divided lanes. Curve signs suggested the speed to traverse them. Signs proclaimed: speed limit, no dumping, caution, yield, soft shoulder, no passing, no parking on pavement, and signs prohibited the posting of signs...
  2. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 19 My morning routine starts slowly. Not necessarily by choice. My body, like all machinery, works better when all of its parts warm up to operating temperature gradually. It takes less than twenty minutes for me to leap out of bed. I stagger around trying to remember if I took a shower...
  3. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Hi, Pegasus1300, People in cars seldom talk with people in other cars. When I am on a bike, I meet the most interesting folks. When I enter a small-town cafe wearing ATGATT, I'm inundated with questions. "Where are you from?" or colloquially, "Ware ya goin'?" It's hard to eat...
  4. Calimusjohn

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    Day 18 At some point in the past twenty-seven years, the Cassier Highway received a coating of asphalt. To keep things interesting, the engineers left a slew of potholes for drivers to sashay around. For the first thirty miles, trees beside the roadway were blackened by fire. Bleak black. From...
  5. Calimusjohn

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    Day 17 Detours and construction zones are sometimes a challenge. Flaggers in Canada and Alaska waved motorcyclists to the head of the line. When released, we didn’t have to fight the dust or take a mud-bath thrown up by the wheels of other vehicles. Thank you, flaggers! Finding gasoline was a...
  6. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 16 After enjoying a blueberry pancake breakfast that smoothed belly wrinkles, I went cruising. I topped a rise cruising in the neighborhood of sixty-five mph. A white sedan followed a motorhome about a half-mile ahead. The gap between us quickly narrowed. Trained observer that I am, I read...
  7. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 15 The TV weather guessers said, “Expect rain for the next five days.” Gag! I went to the ferry office. A sign read,” Open when ferry arrives, tomorrow.” Nuts! I rode to the end of the Homer spit looking for the “End of the Road” sign. The road ended, but there was no sign. Someone must have...
  8. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Yes, Bangorbob, I was riding a Vstrom 650.
  9. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 14 The day was spent riding in fifty-degree rain. The heated grips and a vest made the experience less unpleasant. I admit that there are days when riding in a cage is preferable to the freedom felt on the bike. A Subway sandwich imitated breakfast and lunch. My atlas listed Anchorage as...
  10. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 12. The 0530 train started my day. Refreshed by a good night’s sleep, I breakfasted on trail mix washed down with tap water. A review of notes revealed that Dan Armstrong resided in Fairbanks, not Anchorage. Good Grief! I packed up, made a right turn escape maneuver, and headed for Fairbanks...
  11. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Yes, Artraveler, I researched the Archives and read other reports of Alaskan tours. There are some great stories and super photos. It's great that each rider had a different experience. The variations are fodder for future fireside chats with family, friends, and other riders. Day 11. It was a...
  12. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Barely! In every sense of the word. :helpsmilie: :opps:
  13. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 10 continued. Prudhoe Bay, a Bucket List destination for many a cyclist, is 240 miles further north. It may as well be located on the moon. Five inches of snow on the ground and more falling required a change of plans. My decision lacked an appreciation of the situation. I’d just ridden...
  14. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 10 After waving goodbye to the hulk, I planned on stopping at the first café and enjoy a late brunch. I didn’t see any blue signs or buildings with indications of food available. Eventually, I found myself taking a street into Fairbanks. The street immediately became a signed detour. The...
  15. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 7. My route ran northward through Whitehorse. The airport had a unique windsock―a twin-engine airplane perched atop a pole. A downtown restaurant had a multi-page menu. Most patrons ate hamburgers. A Carmack’s motel became my temporary home. The town’s five hundred citizens didn’t throw a...
  16. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Hi, Pegasus, I get cabin fever when the weather turns sour. I vicariously escape by reading other folks' adventures or following Itchy Boots on YouTube. Noraly is my inspiration. Anyway, here is another day's report, where not everything went as planned. John Day 6. I’m tempted to say, “I...
  17. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 4. The motel’s checkout clerk revealed I’d spent a mere $100. It was a bargain. I felt refreshed and ready to conquer the world. Or the next few hundred miles. The country flattened. Ridges rounded. Vegetation thickened. The trees along the highway were so numerous that passage between them...
  18. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 3 continues. My ground-floor room at the Sandman Motel allowed parking within ten feet of the entrance. I pulled the gear off the bike, dumped it on the room’s floor and fetched a bucket of ice. I peeled off the sweat-soaked clothes and stood under a cold-water shower. I chewed ice, drank...
  19. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Day 3. This morning revealed what eleven hours of dehydration does toward shrinking the brain. I discovered that I’m in Cache Creek―not Grande Cache. The towns are about a hundred miles apart. I’m happy to be anywhere. Another 72-degree day greets me as I slither onto the bike. Cache Creek has a...
  20. Calimusjohn

    Lead, Follow or Git Outa the Way!

    Preface: Background information explains some of my actions and reactions. My sciatic nerve was crushed several years ago. The resulting pain comes and goes. Seventeen days before starting this tour, I participated in the Rattlesnake 1000. The “Snake” is routed down two-lane back roads of...
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