I’m Back . . . with a sore butt and back to match.
There were many long hours on the road driving from hither to yon.
It was a trip to remember and very different from my past trips on
The Alaskan Highway.
I’m going to write this over several sittings and days as there has been so much happening.
My last trips were in the middle of winter traveling the 3,100 miles from Salt Lake City, Utah to Anchorage, Alaska. The conditions were quite extreme with snow and blizzard conditions on part of the trip and temperatures ranging minus 25 to 35 below zero with high winds. During a three week period I drove the Alcan Highway three times, two traveling north and one driving southbound. On top of that were the two 5 hour airplane flights between the two cities. It made for an adventure that I have called 10,000 horizons and is in the final stages in book form.
Anyway, due to an unseen circumstance in the planning stages of the trip north by my family it was decided that I would make this drive. I left Anchorage on a late night flight at 1:15 am literally being the last one to board the plane.
Day 1
Arriving in Salt Lake City at 6:45 am I was met by my brother in law and within a couple of hours found myself and my father in law heading north on Interstate 15 towards Idaho. We drove across the high country plains looking at all of the fields but not finding the first potato. Where does Idaho hide all of the spuds that everyone loves so much?
Idaho
Where's the spuds?
Idaho came and went and we found ourselves entering Montana and the Bitterroot mountains of western Montana.
Montana
Butte Montana Statue on the ridge.
As we traveled north across the Elkhorn Mountains . . .
We stopped the first night in Great Falls after picking up our trailer loaded with all of the household items in Helena. They had been left in a storage unit from the previous attempt to get into Canada.
The end of first day brought with it a late night/early morning airplane flight out of the semi-darkness of the northern city in the wilderness. It was a day of quickly seeing old friends and eating scones with honey butter in one of my favorite places, Bert’s Café in Brigham City, Utah. It ended with a good meal at Golden Corral and a much needed good night’s sleep.
Miles traveled 544.3
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