On the road again…


The Dalton Highway was a very interesting road. This was the only road to Prudhoe Bay, Alaska….the most northern point of The United States of America…the Holy Grail in the motorcycle world. Every motorcyclists wants to be able to say that they have road the Dalton Highway and reached Prudhoe Bay! This was the beginning of our journey. Will we make it in one piece or not…lol 🙂

20170620_144248Well….let me back up the story a little bit.  We were warned by many Alaskans that if it even sprinkles at all, you will NOT make it on the dirt roads with a motorcycle. They say it gets really slippery just like snot. A lot of people suggested that we watch the forcast and if there is any rain coming in at all, don’t even try. The day we left for PB there were some clouds and a little damp. But, we also only had so many days because we needed to be back in Anchorage to meet our friends to go hiking. So the way we went. Our goal was to get to Cold Foot where we would camp for the night and then head out to PB the next morning. Our day started off pretty promising, but then we stopped for some gas and delicious homemade pie and coffee. We noticed the clouds were rolling in, but gave it a shot. Well, it started sprinkling….and the stories were right…there was no way we were going anywhere. We were sliding like we were on ice. I must say, Adam is an amazing driver and I do ride well if I do say so myself:) The bike was dancing beneath of us while he was controlling the bike and I was practicing my squats and putting all my weight on the pegs beneath my feet and not moving a single muscle. We decided that the best thing was to pull off and weight out the rain and for the roads to dry. We found a spot off the road to park it for awhile (picture above). The rain stopped about 15 minutes later. Knowing that we were going to be waiting awhile, I made up a game to play (must be the teacher in me). After an hour, we checked the roads…it was a no go. So we continued our game. Then we thought it would be fun to put up the hammock. With all the trees why not! We could hang out in the hammock and eat a snack. Well, apparently the mosquitoes were worse within the trees. So that lasted about 5 minutes. We put on Deet right away when we got off the road and started playing the game. The Deet actually was working, but apparently there were just too many mosquitoes within the trees! We checked the roads again after 2 hours….no go! We ended up getting back on the road after 3 hours. We were ready to get going again:)

The picture below gives you a little idea of what the roads were like to Prudhoe Bay, Alaska. The pot holes in front of the bike were all over the road. Adam and I called them the Hell Holes because they were a straight ticket to Hell. I am telling you, some of these holes were pretty bad. You DID NOT want to get your front tire in one of them because you would be a goner! One hole even had a small tree growing out of it…no lie!!



After a very long ride, no port-a-potties (fun fact- rest stops are port-a-potties all the way through Canada and Alaska), Hell Holes, construction, deep mud to plow through, deep gravel that forces your motorcycle to dance under you, Oil Spill hill that literally has oil spilled on the road and you can imagine how that ride was, more construction (Mind you this isn’t the construction like here in the US. Most roads are not paved, just dirt/gravel roads. So construction is them tearing up the dirt/gravel roads that made it even worse for you to drive on.  The roads were like one of the fun 4 wheeler paths that I ride on back home). The picture above is proof that we made it to Prudhoe Bay, Alaska!! This was a very exciting moment for us. Disclaimer- this was taking the next day after we had a good night sleep, food and showers so we looked refreshed. We did NOT look like this when we got there the night before. That would have been a very scary picture…hehehe.


All the way to Prudhoe Bay we were along side the oil pipes. I didn’t realize that Prudhoe Bay was one of the homes to an oil refinement. PB reminded me of a deployment residence. People who worked there were there for months on end. There were trailers with rooms in them for the workers to stay. We stayed at a hotel called Prudhoe Bay Hotel. The outside didn’t look too promising for a nice stay, but the inside looked just like a hotel. The rooms were not too shabby. We had one bed, tv, internet, shower (yippee), and a real toilet:) The eating area was pretty big. We did pay around 200 for the night; however, included in that price was a buffet for breakfast, lunch and dinner. As you left for the day you could also take a sack lunch with you. The sack lunch area had tons of food to take with you. Not to mentioned they hired chefs to cook the meals for the buffet. The desserts were AMAZING! We also had free access to the washer and dryers too.  That is always a plus when you are camping for an extended period of time! It was a pretty good deal actually!

Taking a motorcycle to Prudhoe Bay was an accomplishment in itself. I didn’t really think of it as the turning point to our vacation, but it kind of was. Up until then, we were always going north. From then on out, we were going south. Even though we had a lot more adventures to go on it was kind of sad that our vacation was 1/2 over.


Here is another fun picture, we stopped to pose for this on the way to Prudhoe Bay.

Until next time, always challenge yourself each and ever day. It is good for your health and soul!