Post date: Jul 25, 2016 4:30:06 PM
I had breakfast with my friends and had to take care of a couple things before heading out. They pressed on and made way for the Canadian border. I would later catch up to them. This section of the Alaska Highway is rather plain, so nothing much to speak of in that regard.
It is interesting to note that the, "Welcome to Canada," sign is about 14 miles ahead of the actual border crossing. As usual, Canadian customs was a breeze to get through and took about three minutes. Across the border, my party disbanded with me heading towards Whitehorse, YT and they heading towards Haines Junction, AK.
I tooled along to Whitehorse and rode into a storm that almost caused me to pull off the road and wait it out, but there was no place to pull off. Heh! I've been to Whitehorse twice, and both times, it was pouring rain.
Hunger pains in full force, I stopped at a place called Klondike Rib & Salmon. It must be the best restaurant in town because people were camped outside covered by umbrellas standing in the pouring rain. I found a corner on the balcony and awaited my turn for about half an hour.
While standing there, I ran into a gentleman from Argentina whom I had seen in Coldfoot, AK four days ago but did not speak with at the time. We struck up a conversation and had dinner together. He had ridden his motorcycle up from Argentina to Alaska last year, but was forced to turn back for reasons I don't recall. He had bought a new Ducati Multistrada in San Francisco and was finishing what he started. Evidently, he had been traveling for the last year all around the world on a motorcycle. I was green with envy as he described all of his exploits.
Finally, I booked a room at the Best Western Gold Rush Inn in town and called it a day. It was probably the cleanest room in town, but they offered zero amenities - no coffee, breakfast, nada. Chilled, wet, and tired, I reflected that I have ridden the Alaska Highway in its entirety.