Our game of "Bear Bingo" didn't yield a single hit until 99.9 miles into the day's ride. After that it was a very sparse critter count.
We stopped a Milepost 101 on the original ALCAN for fuel and decided to eat there. They have homemade sandwitches on scrumptuous homemade bread. We then headed out once again on long fairly boring roads. Arriving in Ft. Nelson, we pulled into a Catholic church parking lot and took a 20 minute or so siesta. It was very refreshing.
We came across the only remaining serviceable bridge from the original ALCAN at Kiskatinaw. Besides being a wooden bridge, it has a 9 degree curve in it.
It's clearly marked off the present Alcan and worth the ride down to see and photograph.
Pressing on the Dawson Creek, we found the marking point for the start of the ALCAN highway. We took a few pictures of it and acquired pins that say we drove the ALCAN and they have a picture of a GL1800 Gold Wing like mine on it.
From there we continued on to Chetwyn with a slight scare at the possibility of rain showers, so we Frogg Togged up. At Chetwyn we refueled and found a camping spot at the West Wynn motel and RV park where I'm composing this.
All but Neil went in to town to see the Woodcarving Championships that were being held and we took a few pictures.
We're now around 800 miles from home and are beginning to smell the barn. We're all getting anxious to see our loved ones, but there's a part of me that wants to turn around and head on back up with all of the motorcycles we've been seeing heading north.
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