Breaking camp this morning was just as
difficult, if not worse, than setting up last night. The mosquitoes are unrelenting. Never in our lives have we experienced
mosquitoes like this. It was
brutal. The only way we could stand a
chance was to don all of our motorcycle gear.
Even then they would still manage to find their way buzzing around
inside my helmet. Breakfast was simple,
just a carrot and an orange. Taking the
time to prep something here would be impossible without getting eaten
alive.
Up here the mosquitoes weren’t as bad
Our second time entering the Arctic Circle
We ran into Manuel and Mira here; their
station wagon still in tip top shape.
Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think
that I would travel to the Northwest Territories. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think
that I would have someone crazy enough and special enough to accompany me. I am so happy.
The Richardson Mountains. For us, this section of the highway was the
most difficult. It was very windy and
construction crews had recently laid fresh gravel on the road, thus making
steering very squirrely.
There are 2 ferries along the
Dempster. Both are free and run very
late.
We ran into 3 motorcyclists in Fort McPherson
while we topped off our fuel tanks. One
was riding a Moto Guzzi with a side car; his name was Walter. The other two gents were riding old BMW 650s
and their names were Tommy and Hal. They
were a jolly bunch and had air horn canisters zip tied to their windshields; a
smart idea to ward off unpredictable wildlife.
We made it!
It was quite chilly when we arrived in Inuvik. We were tired and very relieved that we got
here safe and sound.
I wonder why they commissioned China to
produce the welcome mural
It doesn’t matter how far from civilization
a town is located, there’s always a Chinaman crazy enough to open up a restaurant.
We had a bag of sour cream & onion chips
and tried their homemade coffee crisp flavored ice cream despite how cold it
was outside.
We asked our server if there were any
places to camp and she directed us to a park nearby.
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| 538 km |
Far
in the Northwest.
In a
place that’s wild and free.
Chinese
food prevails.
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