Well day 7 found me in Fairbanks a town nestled along the Chena river. Like so many towns up here it owes its existence to natural resources starting with gold and gas and oil.
Lately this has also become the first or last day of a cruise and Princess, Holland America buses are everywhere.As to me I had my bike serviced went to the University Mueseum which was outstanding. Both the art as well as the historical exhibits were well woth seeing. After that I went downtown strolled the center which too about 15 minutes and had an Alaskan Salmon dinner in a restaurant frequented by mostly local people. The Salmon was the best I have ever had and I chatted wit a local about the town. Speaking of people I find them very open and fun to talk to. There way of life is so different from ours. They have to concentrate so much more on basic necessities and the luxuries we take for granted are not really on their A-list.
Today I got up real early and headed to Anchorage, by far the largest town I have seen since leaving the lower 48.
Thway down was the one that I hoped would get me a glance at Mt McKinley. Unfortunately the weather did not play along and for about 250 miles I rode in freezing cold rain and drizzle and even some mountains close to the road were barely seen.
I still managed to get some good shots of the Denali range.
Came to Anchorage and it is finally clearing up a bit. I checked into my motel and planned the next few days of riding which should bring me to Prince Rupert by 6-4 by the earliest ad then I will leave the mainland for Vancouver Island.
Actually as far as mile are concerned I am past the half way point but many a new place yet to be seen
Yeah, I've heard views of McKinley are fleeting and few and far between.
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