Time and again folks have been telling me to post my RR on Horizons Unlimited. I just never got around to it….
Let me introduce myself, my name is Esther AKA NomadGal on ADV and KLRWorld. I own a KLR650 (now a 685) and have traveled around the USA and Canada by myself camping pretty much anywhere.
At the end of my journey I ended up in Alaska broke and in need of bike repairs, yet again.
So I've spent the winter in Fairbanks and basically just worked my behind off so I could leave again in June, this time heading to Nova Scotia on as many quiet and deserted roads I can find.
My calendar is mutilated with pink crosses marking the days I have left until I'm a free woman again!!
Just to give you an idea as to how much I still have left to do

And yes, I do my own bike repair!

I'm also handy with a sewing machine and have fabricated myself a snazzy tank bag with side bags that will fit my 6.6 gallon IMS tank

Still got some work left to do on that as well.

I guess I should have read the instructions first as I am not sure what the tags or trackbacks are, but I'll put a link to my RR in the trackback and see if it works.
I'll keep posting stuff as I get nearer to leaving

Excellent, fascinating riding and homemade gear. If I weren't married I'd be proposing (but don't let that put you off posting more).

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Hey, its sound rather adventurous and lots of fun. Please share, please post

???? Now how did that scooter gal link show up on my post?
How do I put my own link to ADV there?

I'll try not to

NomadGal's Year on the Road - ADVrider
This is my enormous ride report, I would post it here but that would take me forever. Here are some pics from the last 18 moths I spent on the road.















As my internet is horribly slow today, I'll stop here, off to work now

It has been a harrowing week or so, and I have to admit that I am starting to feel my age!
Only three more weeks of work, and boy how does that saying go, The last mile is the longest?? Feel like I am running out of gas most of the time!
I told my manager that I was leaving……….. I'm sure they didn't like that. Already 5 other employees gave notice and I know 2 more will do so within the next week! Some found better paying jobs, and some are moving to the mainland.
That place is going to be run by noobs pretty soon!

Yesterday and today was my first weekend off in a long time! I was too tired to do much yesterday, but I did manage to sew a window into my tent shed, and I painted a second coat on my fenders and fairing, and a third coat on other parts.
I'm going to have a very trippy looking bike, you'll now be able to see me coming from a mile away, there will be no doubt that it's me!

Today I faired a little better as far as energy went. I took the tire off in no time!! Scary how well I can do this now…..


cleaned the rim somewhat, still have more to do, and I got some steel wool to tackle the brake disk.
I had ordered new bearings and silly me, had no idea that those things didn't just pop out!
So, as I don't have a bearing extractor gadget, nor a heating gun, I'm going to see if Darrin or Dave have either one.


removed the oil pump and found out unfortunately that the "new" oil pump I had been carrying with me for so long, might be in worse shape that my old one! I'll take it apart soon and see.

I was a little proud of myself today though………. I figured out how to remove the seal and the needle bearing from the case where the clutch thingy goes in.


The seal was kinda hard, and I ended up utterly mutilating it, but the bearing came out smooth after I found a bolt with the perfect size head. I slipped it in and with the use of washers, a nut and a wrench I was able to pull it out of the socket.
Yipeee!!!!

I did a few other things and then went to do laundry and grocery shopping. Yeah, not that much accomplished today, but once the oil pump is back on and the engine closed, I will feel a lot better. Then comes the task of taking the top off and checking the valve clearance, yea, not my favorite thing to do either!!

Finally got around to make an appointment at the dentist. I sure hope it won't cost me all I've saved!! Having dental now will help, but I've got no idea what the Fairbanks rates are for dental services!! The optometrist rates were staggering!
Got my glasses but have to send them back, they installed one of the lenses backward!! Makes me wonder!!!!!

Nomad Girl - I've followed you off and on on ADV rider. You are inspiring!

To HU folks - don't let her meager posts here fool you - NG is the real deal - she can ride, and ride, and ride

LOL, Thanks wolff! Personally I don't think that riding is all that challenging

I've been pretty busy, hence no posts.
Just a quick recap:
Both my jobs are over and done with!!!!! I am now officially a free woman again!
My bike Spirit is getting very close to being done, I can't wait.
Finished putting the bearings in, and the tire on the rear wheel, put the swing arm back on and the chain with new drive sprocket, the rear fender with lights and racks is on as well, as are my handlebars.
So today I made my new tool tube and 2 water bottle holders, I installed my rear brake and bled it, and my forks are put back together (not yet filled) thanks to Darrin (a fellow rider herein Fairbanks). I drove by his place and he used his air impact drill to tighten the two bolts.
I also cleaned my carb and put some other parts back on the bike.
While working I noticed how the flowers are coming back, so of course I had to stop and get my camera







Hopefully I will have most of Spirit put back together tomorrow!!!

Spirit is Done!
I spend all morning and a few hours in the afternoon trouble shooting the electrical wiring for the grip heaters and the 12 volt plug.
As it turned out, the 12 volt plug worked, but somehow my GPS cord bit the dust! I had just used it a day ago in the car, but now it failed on me.
The heated grips still don't work I even bought a new relay. All the wiring is correct, so I think that the little heat troll box under the tank bit the dust. Oh well, I think one day I'll see if I can get a new one. It's summer right now, so hopefully my hands won't get too cold.

The only thing I wished I would have had time for is repainting the pelicans, they look shabby compared to the rest. The thought of taping all theses stickers up, well, I'm guessing that will take a lot of time. Still, if I get the urge to do so in the next three days I just might!!




The color on the can was darker, it matched the tank bag, but after painting a few coats, I realized it will never be darker.
Maybe the tank bag color will fade
The paint job from far looks good, haha, just don't look up close! I painted the bike with a small 3/4 inch paint brush!

On another note…… I sure hope with all the weight on it the seat will be a tad lower! As it is, I can barely reach the ground!! I have the pelicans somewhat packed, but I guess I still have a bit more to put on there, especially my big dry-bag filled with my sleeping bag, sleeping pad, clothes and inside tent.

Tomorrow is the day!! Yippee!!
Even though I loved spending the winter in Fairbanks, just hopping back on the bike to ride is really what it's all about.
I have to admit though, baring my soul here, that for just a few seconds here and there, I almost didn't want to go.
I was nervous as hell getting on my trial ride today. Would I still remember how to ride?? I know that sounds silly, it's only been 5 1/2 months, but still……:huh The fact that I rode for nearly 18 months seemed to have no bearing on how apprehensive I was.
But I did it, and Spirit ran great!!! The new tank bags work great and other than a few minor little corrections, i.e. mirrors and rear brake angle, I'm set to go.

The yard-sale went great!! I sold everything of value and made some money. Then last night after having cleaned up (made multiple runs to the dump/free stuff site), I decided that it was now or never, I had no more time left to wait. I tackled the job of tie-dyeing my two white long sleeve shirts.
Well the youtube video made it seem easy……….:evil:eek1
I think my shirts were too thick so I just muddled on.
One shirt I rinsed out too early (I also didn't tie it but squirted it ), the other one, I have to admit, came out pretty great!!


Hmmm, my peace sign looks like the open road :lol3

But here is the rather weird thing!!!!! this photo is of the back, which I kept separate from the front and just tied it up haphazardly adding color here and there.
The result is just amazing!!! What do you see?????? (nope I'm not a psychiatrist )


I was blown away! I'll tell you later what I see!!


I had also made a tool bag real quick before selling my sewing machine at the yard sale.

Today I rode to Darrin to bring him back his burner (which I left at home!!!! :huh ) and hung out for a bit talking bikes with him and Jennifer. He was also gracious enough to keep a box for me (filled with Christmas postcards and such) and will send it to me whenI get back to Kauai.

So tomorrow I am riding to Tok, and kicking back at Eagle's Claw until Mark and the others arrive.
Still have some cleaning up to do and fixing the little things on Spirit.

Hmmm, remind me again how to put my previous ride report on the bottom……...

Dust to Dawson????
What was I thinking? LOL!
Thursday I was very proud of myself if I may say so, but let me not get ahead of myself.


Remember what the place looked like when I moved in?




This is how it is now.

I finally left Fairbanks on Tuesday morning, happy yet apprehensive to be on the road again.
It seemed just like 2 years ago when I left Port Townsend to go on my ride-about, and like that day, I had trouble parking my bike. I couldn’t figure out why, I had a new shock spring a new tire and no more weight than last time.
I figured that the fact that I ended up with a 130/80/17 tire instead of my usual 14/90/17 might have has something to do with it. The tire is so much smaller! I must have lost at least 1½ inches in height.
It’s only while I was riding that I realized why; I had never adjusted the shock thingy, it was still on 1!
I figured I’d change that as soon as I park somewhere.

Part of me was rather disgusted by the huge drybag on the back of my bike. I really had wanted to have a smaller pack on the back.
But then I saw these guys parked in front of the North Pole MacD

I didn’t feel too bad now!

The road to Tok started out warm, some clouds in the sky





But as soon as I got closer to Tok, it got colder and colder. Boy was I missing my heated grips!!! I stopped at a park to have a Lara bar for lunch

Spirit looked good!!

I adjusted the shock and went on to Tok.
Halfway there I started shivering, I should have worn my sweater under my jacket!
My new drybag had one more con (other than being huge) namely inaccessibility!
My straps kept it secure, but the only way to get into the bag is to unstrap and unroll it. My other drybag opened from the side, so I could stuff a sweater on the end in case I needed it
The one good thing about being cold is not getting sleepy
Finally I arrived at Tok, and after a hot cup of coffee and thawing out at Fast Eddies, I headed to Eagle’s Claw.


It was pouring and I decided to take cover under the umbrella and wait for Vanessa to show me where to pitch my tent. When I stopped raining I walked around for a while taking pictures of her campground.


She converted an old ambulance into a place to sleep I’m sure the folks in here were nice and dry


A toilet with a stone heart in it


Her kitchen is simple but functional, it even comes with a stove to warm up the cold well water she supplies in huge blue jugs


This is definitely the cutest sponge holder I’ve ever seen


This is the inside of one of the cabins

A young girl from Idaho on a trip by herself in her car stopped by a little while later and we got to talking about being on the road. It was the first time she was out by herself, and even though she loved it she was happy to be heading home again.
Vanessa arrived a little while later and showed me where I could camp and she started the sauna before leaving again to go to a meeting.

As it was still drizzling I decided to test out my new tarp

Definitely big enough for my tent and Spirit

I took a nice long rest in the sauna and really got toasty warm again, it was awesome!
A few more people showed up at the camping, among them a couple from Germany who had work visas for the winter in Canada, and had worked at a ski resort. They were also heading to the D2D.
I had a rough night that night, not only did it pour all night, but ffI was freezing my butt off, again! My $175 “insulated” Nemo sleeping pad sucked all the heat out of me during the night. I couldn’t believe it. Now I was really regretting getting rid of my nice warm comfy, albeit huge, Mountain Alps sleeping pad. I pretty much tossed and turned all night, trying to stay warm.
The next morning I decided to go into town and find something to put between me and the pad. The insulating blanket from Walmart was no help either.
Before I left a sweet couple on a GS showed up, and I called Vanessa to see if there was room at the overflow for them, as the other sites all had reserved signs on them.
She said they could, so I had some nice neighbors.
I decided to walk to town as Spirit was so nicely tucked under the tarp.




Purple flowers were everywhere

I went to a few stores looking for something, and I almost ended up with 2 foam insulated kitchen rugs before I struck gold at a health food store. They had one foam sleeping pad!! Only $12.95! Yippee!!
I walked back to the campground and put it on top of the other pad. Yep, very warm and comfy now!
After relaxing and reading a while people started pouring into the campground, all riders heading to the D2D. Within hours there was not an empty spot in sight.
The area I was camped at was the overflow group area, and a whole bunch of and liquor drinking rowdy guys took over my nice and quiet spot. Oh well, I knew that would happen.


Only once did I have to ask for one of the guys to please fire up the BBQ pit away from my tent. I told him I did not want to be bear bait, seeing as the smell of meat burning would probably stick to my tent.
He kinda grumbled but then complied and put it on the other end of the clearing. Phew!! I don’t think he would have done it if I had said that I was vegetarian and just couldn’t stand the smell of burning flesh.

I finally met Mark (AKDuc) that night, I am guessing the two of us were the only vegetarians there , and he introduced me to Emily, a girl from Anchorage.
The two of us decided to ride to Dawson together.
Cubdriver was there as well, so it was nice to know at least 2 people in the bunch.
Vanessa showed up to collect the camping fee from everyone and as I handed her my $10 for both nights she told me it had been taken care of already.
Turned out that Mark had paid for my camping. I tired to pay him back but he wouldn’t take it. :raabia
I hopped around just a bit talking to Marl and Dick, and some other people, and retired into the sauna for a bit, before heading off to bed.
One memorable thing was that Dick was saying that one of the guys there didn’t look to good, and that he might be having heart troubles.
He was right and before long an ambulance showed up and took him to the hospital.

I slept soooo much better that night. It was still cold and I tossed some heating pouches (hand warmers) into my sleeping bag, but I was no longer loosing body heat through the pad. It also stayed dry that night! Awesome!
The next morning the whole camp was up and packing, and as usual I was one of the last ones do ne. I really had to get back into the swing of packing. Emily had gone for breakfast at fast Eddies and I told her I’d meet her there.
Right before heading out I thought I’d check my oil, it seemed just a tad low, so I put a bit more in. I got my gear on and started the engine. What the heck????!!!!!!
A loud roaring sound hit my ears. Then I remembered hearing it before. I looked down and saw……….. no oil cap! Ahhhh, this is the second time I’ve done this, putting the cap on lightly until I closed the oil bottle (just so nothing would fall into the engine), and then forgetting to tighten it. The last time was in Pasadena at my in-laws. Luckily I had not even left and the cap was right there on the ground, still, what a mess those few seconds made!

Finally I left, Mark was still there and we said till later.
I did have to stop by Napa to get a clip for my little jack. I had misplaced my other one.
Emily thank goodness was still at Fast Eddies and the both of us left for Dawson.
There were quite a few bikers sharing the road with us, but once in a while we had an open view.


After a little while I realized that it was not as warm as it had seemed, and I was getting chilly again. But seeing as the weather forecast was warm and sunny I thought I’d just hold on a while.
So much for weather forecasts!!! It started pouring on us the closer to Chicken we got. I pulled over as it felt like my water-proof riding pants were not exactly waterproof. As I put on my raingear (boy was I ever happy I had kept it), Emily walked up to me and said that she felt that she was just not ready mentally to go to Dawson. She said that skill wise she could probably do the dirt road but that she was just lacking the will and energy that morning.
Part of me had taken comfort in knowing that if one or the other dropped her bike at least we’d have each other to get it up. Now it seemed I was on the road by myself. I told her it was all right, that she should always listen to her gut.
So she turned around and went back home and I set off in the rain.
Not too much later the pavement ended and mud started………..
I have to admit that I was scared as hell!! I don’t do well in mud.
Occasionally I felt the bike slipping and my heat would stop at those moments.
Then I saw the sign to old Chicken which Mark told me was a must see, but the sign also said 2.5 miles. There was no way I was willing to ride 5 miles in mud just to see an old town. I rode into the gas station at the intersection and had a cup of warm coffee, while listening to my internal debate. Part of me wanted to forget going to Dawson and just turn around and hit the safe pavement. The other part of me figured that I needed to learn how to ride mud, and that there would be more people on this road, even though I had left last. As I was standing under the awning watching it rain and drinking my nice warm coffee, a few guys showed up on their bikes. I asked one of them what the trick of mud riding was, I told them my partner had just bailed and I wasn’t used to riding mud.
Then one guy asked if I wanted to ride with them, and I happily agreed!
After the first guy rode off, the other guy told me to go next. I stayed about 15 feet behind the first guy and literally went where he went. Before he had told me, “Just plan where you go and just rev through it!” Well it would be the planning that would get me in trouble!!!!
The first half hour was the most nerve wrecking, after that I started feeling just a bit more confident. Still, there were moments that I almost lost control of Spirit, one was when we came up to a group that was really going slow, and I learned that going slow in mud is not a good idea. I just barely held it together and as soon as we could (after a huge RV passed) we hit the throttle and passed the whole group.
Phew!! Yep, soooo much easier. Another time was when I saw the guy in front of me all of a sudden hit really thick mud and his rear end was just swinging left and right. A split second later Spirit started to do the same thing. All I could think of was keep going don’t fall, keep going don’t fall…….. I made it!
By the time we hit the border I was spent!!! Mentally and physically.
We had been plowing past everyone we met on the road, going 50 mph in areas that I would have never dreamed of being able to go 50.
The border guard asked the guys a bunch of question, how long will you be here, do you have a job, how much money? I was hoping he wouldn’t ask me all those questions as well. As he came to me the riders we passes showed up, and he just said going to the same place as those guys? And I could truthfully say Yes!! I didn’t have to say how long I was planning on staying in Canada
He then told me to move so there would be room for others, which I gladly did. I was in Canada!


I look like a chipmunk! My cheek-pads are a tad snug



I took some pictures of the top of the world and rode of toward Dawson.

I was happy the worst was over…………
Hmmmm, I was told that the road after the border was in great shape……….
I think my heart just about fell in my boots, more mud????
After riding a while longer I noticed that Spirit was overheating. Yikes, what now?
Then I started thinking that maybe she couldn’t cool off because of all the mud and maybe the radiator was muddy too.
I pulled over as soon as I could


Sniff, so much for my nice clean and new looking Spirit


Yep, the radiator was covered in mud, about ½ an inch thick!!

It took me a while to get it off by poking sticks through the grid jabbing the clay-like substance loose. Then I used my water bottles to splash water on the now better-looking radiator.
That helped and she no longer heated up.
I stayed close to the guys while riding to Dawson, and before I knew it we hit pavement!! I guess maybe one of these days I will like riding the dirt as much as I like riding the pavement, but that day is not yet!

Finally there!!


Dawson City in the distance


I was the last one aboard the ferry!
As I rode into Dawson I realized that I had not a clue as where to go, so I just followed the person in front of me. Which was luckily the right thing to do as he rode straight up to the Tripple J? Hotel
I had heard one of the guys at Vanessa’s place mention that they had a hose there, and the only thing I could think of then was getting the mud of Spirit.
There was a line, but I happily joined them, and before too long I got to put the hose on her. I can’t say that it helped much, but at least the huge clumps of mud fell off and I figured I could do the rest later.
It had started raining again and I had to go find a place to camp.
There was a place near the airport I heard, but then someone local told me that past the bridge on the right were two campgrounds that might still have space available.
I really didn’t want to pay for a campground, but I was too wet, hungry and tired to care. The first one was filled up, but the second one next door still had space available.
It was called the Bonanza. I had to laugh and remembered that I always loved that show growing up. I found myself humming that little TV melody.
I got a spot right next to Walter who owns the ceramic coating business.
The Campground also had showers and a Laundromat. It also had a pressure hose for washing Spirit, perfect!!
It wasn’t too expensive either, only $14, so I couldn’t complain, but I knew that I couldn’t afford to do this every night. I would never make it to Labrador that way.


I pitched my tent and strung a line to hang up my muddy raingear.

Then off to the shower I went.
I had been able to pay with American dollars, and she had given me $6 Canadian back. The one dollar coin is called a loony!!
Anyway, it’s a loony for a shower so I jumped in and put the coin in the slot. Nice hot water was pouring down on me, heaven!!! After shampooing my hair I put in conditioner, and got myself all soaped up when clunck……. The water stopped…….
Here I was soaking wet and no water to rinse off.
I could have sworn she told me the slower was 10 minutes!!! Turns out you only get three minutes for a loony, and I was out of loonies.
My little towel was not big enough to wrap around me, so I quickly dried off the soap, and put my clean clothes on. The laundry was next door, and the machine that changed bills to coins as well. I got myself another 5 loonies.
As I was there I saw a sign saying the cutoff time for starting a new load was 8:30. Looking at the clock I saw it was 8:32. Sh…t!!!
So I ran in the shower stall, got my dirty clothes and put them in the washer. I looked around me for the soap machine, no soap.
There was a guy doing laundry and he told me the soap was in the office, but she was closed now. He was very sweet and handed me one of those soap balls to put in the machine. After the laundry got started I got back in the shower and got the conditioner out of my hair and the soap of my body.
Then I had to figure out where to get more Canadian money as I had not enough left to dry my clothes. There was a lady in front of the Laundromat who traded me a Canadian fiver for a US one. It was 10 by the time I was done and back in my tent.
After heating up some dinner and eating it, I crawled into my sleeping bag and crashed, or at least tried to. Looked like I would need my earplugs one more time, as there was an RV or something across the road making a bunch of noise. Then I did sleep.
I pretty much spend all Friday morning cleaning Spirit at the carwash site, and cleaning the bags in the bathroom. Afterward I rode to town to find a bank. I changed my $316 into Canadian and ended up with $335. That was kinda cool.
I also found the library and tried for half an hour to cancel my car insurance at Geico. Those suckers have set it up in such a way that you have to call them!! Crap, I didn’t have phone that worked in Canada, and my Canadian cell phone it turns out, no longer has a working sim card.
I guess until I get one I’ll just have to keep paying for a car I no longer have.
I also tired to upload my photos to photobucket, but the internet in Dawson was just too slow.
I found Mark’s campsite but no Mark, and as I didn’t really know anyone, nor knew what some of the ADVers that had gone to Dawson looked like, I went back to the campsite to relax and have dinner.
It had been a nice and sunny day, and all my washed gear was dry!

I had not purchased a banquet dinner as I found $20 a bit much for a potato and some salad, but around 8 I went back to town to see where the meeting was. A tourist gave me directions to where everyone was, as I had no idea where the banquet would be held.
I took a few pics on the way


Masonic temple




The road was lined with bikes


Spirit right in front

As I got there I found Mark, and also saw Dave S again whom I had met in Spokane at the start of my year on the road. He didn’t have a place to stay yet, so I told hime about my camp site, and that he was more than welcome to share it.
I sat next to Mark while the prize drawing went on, but I felt really out of touch and disconnected from all the happenings around me.
I did enquire about a road I wanted to ride, but no one knew about it or had ridden it.
After the banquet was done the games started in front of the Motel.

I think I was on of the few in riding gear as most stayed in town and walked there

One race was called the slow race, and the slowest person would win

Mark was number 8 and he had to show everyone what to do before the “race” started


Off they went!


in another race you were blinded with a hood, and had to go straight toward a plate on the ground listening to the audience tell you when to stop.
The goal was to stop as close as possible to the plate

After that were slaloms, and then guys had to partner up with a gal on the back. She had the job of biting into a hanging hot dog. Yeah, rather gross as they didn’t change the dog at each attempt. I wondered if they had vegie dogs.

The games ended right at midnight when people stood in line to get their D2D sticker. I couldn’t believe I had made it that late, as I was falling asleep around 9.

Luckily the sweet couple from Vanessa’s camp ground was there to talk to, and also on guy from Whitehorse who talked about obesity, diet, cancer, sunblock and all the ways to get sick from food etc. Very interesting fellow, but I hope he goes back on the diet he was so enthusiastic about, because he was getting a tad heavy too.

I couldn’t find Dave S to say goodbye, so I followed Mark to his campsite, he gave me one of the blue D2D stickers.
We said goodbye, and I rode back to the campground.
I was so eager to get my sticker on my fender, that I didn’t even bother to look at what it said. As a result I have two of the same lines stuck underneath each other. Awwww, why hadn’t I waited till the morning when I was a tad more awake?
I slept very well that night.
It rained during the night, but it stopped early in the morning.

Looks like it was finally summer! The Fireweed is starting to bloom

I took my sweet time packing up, and headed to town to get paper towels and fill up the gas tank.
One really good thing about Canada, they have dark chocolate Bounty!!! Yippee!!
Finally it was time to head south, and boy, this time I did not take the chance to get cold, so I wore my really nice thick woolen sweater which made me overheat while in town, but which turned out to be awesome while riding!
As I no longer had heated grips, I ended up putting my woolen handmade mittens inside my too large leather mittens form last year. The result was some nice toasty hands!! The only drawback was that I couldn’t take any photos while riding this way, so my right hand ended up wearing the leather glove I had bought in Fairbanks at the BMW dealer not as warm, but ok.

The road toward Carmack was very quiet, only a few cars heading the opposite way, and a handful of bikers.
I took a break at a rest stop on the side of the road.
While eating my Bounty I noticed lots of “wild life”






This shot turned out better than I had hoped!!

The road got even quieter afterward, and after I took another break in a small town I realized that I wouldn’t make it to Carmack, I was just too tired.
I then realized that I really hadn’t been able to take a day off in a really long time.
First work, then fixing Spirit on time, then cleaning the garage and having a yardsale, and finally the fun but tiring trek to Tok and Dawson.
I was due for some R&R!!
I kept riding for a little while longer when I noticed a small dirt road veering off the left, a minute later that same road popped up again, a loop!!
I slowed down and spun my bike around to go back and check it out. It was a short easy dirt road, but no place to camp, until I was almost back to the main road. There it was, the perfect spot!! Close enough to the road in case I ran into trouble, but hidden enough for some solitude.
The place felt perfect!
I pitched my tent up and charged my solar battery as the sun was shining bright


I was a happy camper!!!
Only once in a while a car would pass, but other than that it was really quiet.
As I lied in my tent relaxing listening to the birds chipper away, I realized that this was it, riding and enjoying doing nothing, total bliss!!
I am trying now to live each day to the fullest, not caring if or when I run out of money or what to do when that happens, I will face it then, right now, I am happy and content.
And while lying there, being content, I realized something else!
I was not worried about whether or not I was allowed to camp here, I had finally gotten to a point of I don’t care, and no longer felt guilty or imagined someone coming up to me and tell me to pack it and leave.
I have no words to describe the lightness that comes with being this way.

The next day I decided to stay there, it was Sunday after all, and the chance of Telus being closed on Sunday was to big for me to ride to White Horse.
I spent the day reading, knitting and……….. I actually drew something!
I had been carrying this little faux leather bound sketchbook with me for months, planning on drawing a lot. Now I want to see if I can make myself sketch something little once a day. Today’s sketch took me way too long, shows you how out of touch I am. But all in all it didn’t come out half bad.


I also typed up my RR up to now and ate heartily all day

I really did not want to go to White Horse to begin with, but I think my dad will appreciate being able to call me once in a while.
I also wanted to get another canister of gas for my stove.
The bummer is that when I’m done I have to go North again to Carmack, as I really wanted to ride the road to Ross and then Watson Lake

I got up at 8 this morning, having slept great!!
I took a while eating breakfast and packing, and was out of there by 11.
The road to White Horse was quiet and beautiful!









I did have one exciting moment!!!!
I saw a grizzly bear right on the road !!
As I road toward it it just stood there and looked at me, did not move at all, so I slowed down just a tad, I didn’t want to hit him/her.
I veered left, the bear did the same, I veered right and he followed my move. Meanwhile I was like 20 feet away, punching my brakes as I really did not wan to crash into a grizzly. At about 10 feet the bear turned and ran down the slope!! I past him/her within feet!! Absolutely gorgeous animal, shiny brown coat and what movements, I could see the muscles ripple under the fur.
No time to take a picture though, had to keep my hands on the handlebars for that one!!

I am in White Horse now, it too me hours to set up my new sim card, the internet is so slow, and I kept running into trouble.
It’s almost 8 now and the camping store is closed. I am going to have to camp nearby and come back in the morning, as I am low on fuel for my stove. Bummer!!

Lovely, Drive savely