That was the northern terminus of our ride this year. The farthest north we have ridden to date. The sun doesn't really ever go away, neither do the clouds or cool air at least during our brief time here.
Left Fairbanks after breakfast and headed to the vast area of Denali National Park six million acres bisected by one partially paved road and the continents highest peak at 20,310. We entered the park stopped for the mandatory (for some) refrigerator magnet. Back on the bikes we rode the park road the 14 miles in that allow private vehicles. Made several stops to view the overwhelming scenery. We had a few glimpses of the lower portion of Mt Denali but most of it was in the clouds all day.
Back to the lodge for lunch then it was time to head on down the road. Gentle winding back and forth with incredible mountain ranges to both side, tops of which were well above the tree line. A nice afternoon ride with the exception of a delay for construction.
Stopped for the day as the clouds started getting darker in Wasilla a city of 9700 which makes it the sixth largest city in the state and 350 feet above sea level.
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To my ramblin' man who rides against the wind, who's still the one, hoping you'll say "Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me".... xoxoxo
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