In matters of taste there is no dispute.
Root Beer floats are awesome even without the view of the Matanuska.
Gypsum rich mountains near Chickaloon, AK.
The clouds begin to roll in.
Gunsight to Glenallen was a 65 mile breeze since it was downhill.
Silly. Skeeters can't drink tea.
The last we ever saw of Mentasta before the rain.
Energy bar breakfast. Cold, rainy, headwind. Yukon wins again.
More hills. More headwinds.
Cleaning up ourselves and our clothes.
A soggy departure from Skagway.
No point in steering now.
And then we found lichen heaven.
Tagish Lake near Bove Island.
A sweet campsite near Swift River.
Near the Continental Divide in Yukon.
The mother of all foxholes.
More gravel.
