We got phone calls from both of the bikers, Eric on Saturday night and Matthew on Sunday as they were getting ready to get back on the road. As he spoke he would say "Cool there is a bunch of jets like the Blue Angels" And then he spotted some war planes. I put this picture up here especially for Grandpa Gilbertson.
http://www.dawsoncreek.ca/multimedia/photogallery/airshow/index.asp Last night they decided to stay at the Voyager Inn "a normal motel" rather than a cheaper hostel. That way they could "stay anonymous" not have to wait in line for a shower and be around a bunch of people. This gave them a chance to do laundry and find a good Chinese place for food. Matthew did not get a chance to practice speaking Chinese. He probably needed to go in to the kitchen.
We were glad to hear the sleeping bags went into the washer. Eric said the bags had a lot of mosquito repellant that needed to be washed out. The three bottles of repellant that they got as gifts in Prudhoe Bay have served them well amongst hordes of mosquitoes.
One package arrived from Amanda and it was some great tasting fudge made by Grandma Wright. They had to pick it up at a drug store because the post office was closed.
The last camp was by Fort St John near a gas station and up a trail near the road. Adventures! Also an old abandoned cabin by the road came in handy for a shelter during a 30 minute downpour. They seem to make the best of sometimes trying situations and come out with a story to tell.
With few miles today they should cross into Alberta either today or tommorow morning. They will go east for another 200 + miles and then start heading south towards Montana.
Dawson Creek
Dawson Creek, British ColumbiaWelcome to Mile Zero! Dawson Creek is the point of origin of the Historic Alaska Highway, which stretches 2,400 km north to Fairbanks in Alaska.
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