Riding the invisible highway, part two
On day two, we decided to take a stress-free day of sightseeing, knowing our hoped-for big day to Alpine Creek Lodge and back would take us the better part of 24 hours to ride in these conditions. Jill M. was invited on a snowmachine trip that she happily accepted. Jenn, Sierra and I opted to pedal down the road. Trail conditions beyond the lodge were even softer and slower, but the route climbed into increasingly more spectacular scenery.
|Photo by Jenn Roberts|
her trip report. Here's her take on my role:
"Jill Homer is through and through a husky. Not a fancy, prancy show-dog husky, a true-blue sled dog husky. There is no doubt in my mind that she could keep moving for days, or perhaps even weeks; surviving on whatever she needs. In a husky’s case this would probably involve foraging for garbage and small rodents. For Jill, it’s foraging for Sour Patch Kids and frozen salami. If there had been no lodge on the Denali Highway, I imagine we would have eventually come upon Jill curled up nose to tail in a snow bank; or sitting with her nose pointed in the air, smiling at the sky."