Chris

PA9: Mexico – Baja

It was with some sense of trepidation that I approached the Mexican border. Various conversations with folk in the US had led me to expect the worst. Perhaps the juiciest warning had come from a homeless chap in California, who told me that I would get robbed, before being sexually abused. Great.American movies don’t generally …

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PA8: California

California is a place that is well drummed into our consciousnesses. We’ve all seen the movies, experienced the culture, seen scenes of beautiful bodies on the beaches and heard about how you need to wear a flower in your hair when you go to San Francisco. Having pedalled across the state line from Oregon, I …

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PA7: Vancouver to Oregon

I stayed in Vancouver for a few days. Needed to get various mechanical tasks completed on the bike and surely it couldn’t hurt to soak up a bit of metropolitan culture? Didn’t get more than three or four hours sleep on a given night.  I began to wonder whether the Cambie Gastown Hostel had been …

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PA4: Tok to Whitehorse

Tok isn’t Anchorage. Tok is what some Americans might call ‘a wide part of the road’.There is a visitor centre, library, a few campsites and motels, a couple of gift shop/ tourist trap affairs, two gas stations, a motel/launderette/public showers and a medium sized grocery store. I rolled up to a campsite under maintenance. The …

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PA1: The Dalton Hwy

Having spent the best part of two days waiting around in various airport terminals and sitting in four planes I finally reached Deadhorse on the North Slope of Alaska. Deadhorse airport is not exactly Gatwick; luggage is loaded into the bucket of a digger, which drives to baggage collection and then deposits them onto a …

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