Day 6: Beaver Creek to Fairbanks

August 5/2010: Laundry day. If only Hailey had brought more clothes with her, she wouldn't have to wear her bathing suit in the laundry mat.

We've been meeting some very cool people on the trip, including Sue and Robyn who rode up here from California.

After leaving Beaver Creek at the crack of 2 pm, and fueled by lots of coffee, we made it to the border.

 

But now that we're here officer, just how closely do we have to follow the speed regulations?

Then we stopped for a little something to eat at Fast Eddie's in Tok.

Maria having to sit down in order to put on her rain suit. Eventually, Hailey had to help.

After a grease-filled but super yummy meal at Fast Eddie's we drove in the rain. Man, does it ever rain here. This is me struggling to put on my rain suit over my boots. I seem to have a similar problem with my new mesh riding pants. Who are these people who design motorcycle gear? Do they have any idea how awkward it is to have to take off your boots each time you want to gear up, or remove your gear? Plus, by the time you've put on all the gear you gotta piddle. Can I hear an amen?

We stayed overnight at the University of Alaska dorms that has a special $43/night rate for motorcyclists. Spread the good word. (907-474-7247; housing@uaf.edu)

Tired. Not drunk. Tired

Our dorm room--clean, cozy and cheap. However, the glow-in-the-dark writing on the ceiling kind of freaked us out. The inscription above Hailey's bed read "I'm watching" while I stared at a demonic face all night. What the heck?