Chuck:
A good day; pleasant morning with only a weak headwind. Miles slip by easily. After about 10 miles, I hear two people in a pasture on my left trying to call their two dogs back. One dog, a big fast mover, leaped over a low fence, then across a drainage ditch and was on an intercept course for ME! I was cruising at 13 mph, but quickly kicked in the reserves. The barking dog shot in front of an oncoming 18 wheeler which was braking and sounding the air horn. This monster was now only inches from my right foot and I was now at 23 mph. I knew he could not sustain this speed, but I definitely would. When he slowed, I looked back and saw the second dog hundreds of feet behind his speedy friend, the two people were at the edge of the road still calling. Wow, that broke the monotony.
Later Betty called to say they were in a very nice roadside park waiting for me to join them for lunch. It was a beautiful park filled with aspen. While there, Betty talked with a park ranger who told her that I would get wet if I left now. We waited a couple hours, and missed the passing showers. Back on the road, just entered British Columbia Province. The B-Team has just called to say they are parking for the night on the outskirts of Dawson Creek in a Wal-Mart parking lot. When I arrived I saw we were one of several RVers spending the night there.
This nearly completes this portion of our trip. The plan was to bike from Montana to Dawson Creek which is the start of the Alaska Highway (aka AlCan Highway) then drive to Fairbanks, Alaska and bike the Haul Road to Prudhoe Bay. The hope is that the ice there will have thawed and we could complete that part before the mosquitoes were out in force. After the Prudhoe part is done we will bike the Alaska Highway part that we are skipping over for now. So tomorrow we will pack up and drive “North to Alaska”.