And into Alaska

After camping in a beautiful roadside pull off for the night I got up the next morning and headed for the border crossing up into Alaska. The ride continued to be right out of the rodeo all the way until I reached Delta Junction about 95 miles southeast of Faribanks.

This was a newspaper ad they ran to get men to come join the construction crews for the Alcan. I always thought my dad was a pretty smart guy, and then I'd come across things like this and thing "what the hell dad??". We humans were a whole tougher less than a hundred years ago,

Shortly after crossing the border I came to this ice choked river coming off of the glaciers to the north.