Two wheels on the Alaska Highway

It has finally stopped raining and we have seen the sun for two days in a row. We are reflecting on how we pull in to our site, level the RV with our hydraulic jacks and I pop outside for 30 seconds to plug us in to the electric supply. The table is set with snacks and the hot water for the shower is ready within a few minutes. We catch up on our emails if we have Wifi and plan tomorrow in comfort.
But for others it is harder, those intrepid souls travelling the Alaska Highway on two wheels. We are so lucky.





The soaked two wheelers make a beeline for the laundry and the shower block. Some will put everything in the dryers including tents and sleeping bags in an effort to at least start the night dry. Erecting a tent in the pouring rain must be one of the most miserable activities known to man or woman. Yes, we have seen at least 6 female cyclists
doggedly pedalling their way up hill and dale. Some are in matching lycra with state of the art everything and some look like tramps in baggy coats with everything in plastic bags. I have a suspicion that the baggy ones may be a little dryer at the end of the day.

However for matching outfits, the motorcyclists are the ones to look out for. Harleys
and Honda Goldwings mingle with big trailies and the occasional BMW. They travel in groups of two or three and many of these groups consist of 3 similar bikes with similar gear. In some cases similar is not close enough, they are clones. The best trio were riding identical Honda Goldwing Trikes and towing identical trailers. We were quite amazed to watch these trailers unfold to become a tiny 2 berth caravans
with awning. The trailers were spaced to allow the awnings to overlap an inch or two and there they had the communal picnic table and cooking gear. To our surprise all the cooking gear was electrically operated including the kettle and George Foreman grill. No boondocking in the wilderness for these guys and girls. Once camp was set the girls headed for the showers and at least one was clutching that essential of any long distance biker camping trip, the curling tong and set of heated rollers.