We left the city of Page and cycled over the Glen Canyon Dam. The weather continued to be nice and warm and our rain gear sank deeper and deeper into our bags. Our next stop: Buckskin Gulch, a beautiful slot canyon with red walls. In contrary to the Antilope Canyon, which is bigger and more popular, but at the same time very expensive, this one was open to anyone for just a few dollars. We…
Cycling out of Salt Lake City was way better than our last big-city-experience in Calgary. The first 40 km were almost entirely on cycling paths! We left quite late and it was dark, when we finally made it to the spot, where we had planned to camp – a fairly big park with camp site amenities. Unfortunately though…
Sometimes it’s hard to find the inspiration to write something and I have been struggling a lot with this post. Maybe because it’s already so long ago? Time to catch up I guess! From Butte in Montana we cycled a few days through Wyoming and eventually arrived in the state we’ve been looking forward to the most: Utah! Before getting there, we had some 1000 kilometers of riding before us.
After nearly a week at the Airbnb, it felt kind of strange to wake up early to the sound of an alarm. Despite there being a lot of cycling paths, leaving the city on bikes was fairly stressful and it felt like an eternity until we made it far enough away from the city centre. The landscape south of Calgary is funny – long straight roads as far as the eye can see. We found…
A day after our hike on the Berg Lake Trail, we were back on our bikes and on our way to Jasper. It had rained over night (once more…) and in the morning, everything was wet, sandy and full with small slugs. Ew! We have never been looking forward to doing laundry that much. At least…
Our first longer off-bike adventure was about to start! The two biggest logistical problems when bikepacking is – what to do with the bikes, and what to do with the stuff that’s not needed on the hike? We didn’t have a car to just lock everything in, like nearly everybody else. Fortunately for us the welcome center had lockers…
After a week in Stewart, we were on the bikes again and cycled back to Meziadin Junction. It was raining and we started quite late. In Stewart we finally had internet to research what kind of berries we had seen on the side of the road the week before. They were thimbleberries and edible! So we stopped and tried them when…
We left Whitehorse early in the afternoon. We had bought so much food that we had a really hard time fitting everything in our tiny bags and ended up having to use our small foldable backpacks. But the choice and prices at the Real Canadian Superstore were just so good! At that would be our last supermarket for a while.
The wildfire situation did not improve much during our stay in Fairbanks. At least it rained one evening, which lowered the temperature noticeably. The morning we left Fairbanks, the AQI (Air Quality Index) in the city was at 150, which was not the worst they have ever had, but most likely the worst we both have ever experienced. Thick smoke was in the city…
It felt like a small miracle when we successfully managed to pack the food and our gear on our bikes in Coldfoot. Every water bottle and water bladder filled, we left the small town with heavy bikes and were back on the Dalton Highway. The distance from here to Fairbanks would only be 20 km longer than from Deadhorse to Coldfoot, but a lot more elevation gain was ahead of us. …
