We have 320 miles to go to Anchorage and we are there. Today we crossed back into the States. Uneventful, I might add. We did have to show him our apples because we bought them at the Safeway in Canada, but turns out they were American apples after all.
We have been warned of the roads. The AlCan is terrible, take precautions... so we've been told. Well, yes and no....parts of it have been an interesting go of it. I am reminded of Phineas and Ferb and the Frosty guy who goes "follow me". In Canada, the pilot truck for road construction is a follow me truck.
The follow me truck doesn't go very slowly to make sure you are right behind him, he just goes and hopefully you are there. Turns out the road has to be repaired each summer because of the snow and ice from the winter. The whole road isn't like this just sections. Other sections feel like a roller coaster going up and down, making me a bit whoozy and yet other parts are smooth and lovely. The views no matter what section you are on are amazing. The history of the road, the First Nations and the folks who settled this stretch of territory is a wonderful read.
The Milepost book was a great book to have to tell us of the next road side turn out with trash bins and toilets (well, a hole in the ground with a toilet seat on top). I thank the Canadian people for the rest areas, but I can't get that smell out of my nose! I wish I had thought to take a picture on one of these turn outs.
More to come my friends.
love
Angela
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