Monday, August 8

snow on the pass


Peter zipping along...


a wild country


we stopped for a short walk in the brooks range. choose any mountain, any peak, hike up to it and you can be pretty sure that no one ever had been there before.

the meaning of nothingness


the stark absence of almost everything is what makes this landscape so stunningly beautiful. the sky; the ground covered by tundra; nothing else...

a strange world


prudhoe bay feels like an outpost on some otherwise uninhabited planet (think of 1960's science fiction novel).
all this absolutely wild country and suddenly one finds himself in this machinescape.

Friday, August 5

the edge of America

well, I. guess we can't go any further for ain't no more land. the northern most road in north America!
behind us is the arctic ocean. after that comes the north pole...

in the tundra


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it's breathtaking scenery! endless vistas, huge skies and not much in between...

over the Brooks Range


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a true white knuckle ride! but after all we left the taiga behind us and climbed over atigun pass in the Brooks range and descended into the tundra!

at the arctic ocean, finally!


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we made it! after 500 miles of rough riding and breathtaking scenery we arrived in prudhoe bay!

Thursday, August 4

off to prudhoe bay


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after spending a night at Randy's place (a local motorcyclist), we went on a search for a bike shop to get ready for the run up to prudhoe bay. new rear tires, filter change, etc. it's 1000 miles roundtrip on dirt! it's me and Peter!
Sean and klaus go to Denali.
I won't be able to post anything until we are back around Fairbanks (sat/sun).
see ya later...