Top of the world highway

At home during the preparation I must have thought: the first border crossing must be one to remember. Where all the other cyclists continue along the Alaska Highway, I take the Top of the World Highway in the direction of the border. Five hard days on a bad road and many altitude meters. The view is breathtaking and it really made up for a lot!

I had specified that I would cross the border at 11 am. With 14.5 miles to go I start at 9 am. After the first turn, I see the road going steeply uphill. That same road eventually continues to climb all the way to the border. I arrive at the border at 12:45 pm. Afraid that they would make a problem of this I shuffle in line. It turns out? Everything is arranged in five minutes and then I'm in Canada! But I have learned my lesson; at the next border crossing I'll allow plenty of time.

Dawson city

Alone!

I have been traveling alone for more than a week now. Every day I try to cycle around 62 miles (100 kilometers). I enjoy making my own decisions: where to eat, when to eat, and until what time I ride. On the bike itself I enjoy the time you have to think. The silence in the evening is very soothing. I can be alone without being lonely, it seems. For the time being this is going well!