Friday, 18 May 2012

June 9th-12th, 2010 pt.4

Last night we made it to Coldfoot Camp at around 2:30am.  We were frozen.  Good thing the restaurant was open 24 hours because it gave us some time to warm up while sipping on a nice cup of hot chocolate.  We asked the waiter if it was alright for us to pitch our tent out back and he said it was fine; people do it all the time.  Once again we were in our sleeping bags by 3:30am.  

This morning we woke up to the sound of a helicopter landing not too far from where we camped.  We had our usual raw oats for breakfast and hung out for a bit on the patio.

Skies are looking grey to the south.  I wonder if we’re going to get rained on.

All was fine until we reached the Arctic Circle boundary.  I guess our luck with having great riding weather had run out.  Nobody rides the Dalton without getting at least one day of crappy weather; nobody.  Trucks would zoom by and you were instantly covered in mud.  The road conditions were surprisingly not too bad only because it had just recently started to rain.  This kept the dust levels down and added a tiny bit of traction.  We managed to tough it out and ride to 5 Mile Camp where the rain had eventually stopped.  We decided not to press on any further and camped here for the night.

The aftermath

A little dirt don’t hurt nobody

In the end, we’re glad that we had the chance to experience what it’s like to ride the Dalton in the rain.

We cashed in on the free burgers from the truckers we met in Cantwell.  The restaurant is called The Hot Spot. 

The burgers were massive and the timing couldn’t have been more perfect. 

Drizzle becomes rain.

Road conditions get muddy.

Trucks show no mercy.

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