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January 2006

North to Alaska…and pie

Alaskan Adventure Ride

by Kevin O'Shaughnessy

It was somewhere between the towns of Chitina and McCarthy when it finally started to sink in, that feeling of not knowing what time it is, not knowing what day it is and most importantly, not caring. That is when you know your are having a good ride. Mike and I were trying to catch the Old Man; he was getting nervous about the thunderheads in his mirror. Rounding every turn, we saw his fresh tracks cutting through the Alaskan wilderness; looked like the Old Man was getting’ busy on that KLR, he really doesn’t like the rain.
Speeding along, we came up on fresh tracks of another kind, yep, there she was, a mother black bear with baby in tow and she was not happy to see us…

As I look back on the planning of this Alaskan trip, seeing bears or going fishing was not my primary focus. It was going to be all about riding Alaska, and it had been on my “to do before you die” list for quite some time. I realized a while back that I love travel and I love riding motorcycles, it didn’t take a genius to figure out how to combine them. There are a few simple steps:
#1 pick your next destination
#2 jump on the internet and do a search for (fill in the blank) motorcycle tours
#3 remind yourself that life is way too short, grab your credit card and go! That was the easy part. Trying to get your buddies to join you, now that can be challenging. Everyone has an excuse. “I don’t have the money”, “I don’t have the time.” My answer to that is: Get even, die in debt. As for the time, what are you going to do? Go to work? Mow the lawn? I say, find the time, tomorrow has no guarantee.

This time it actually worked; it didn’t take much to convince the Old Man, he has been telling me about Alaska for years. The conversation went something like, “Hey Pops, you wanna go to Alaska and rent a couple of dual sports?” “Sure.” My brother on eht other hand, took some work. He comes from a motocross background so if the bike isn’t scary fast and constantly trying to throw you off, he isn’t interested. I pulled out the “Pops isn’t going to be around forever” speech and that did the trick, he signed on and left the wife and kid to fend for themselves for a week (don’t kid yourself Mike, they loved every minute!).

When we arrived at the Anchorage airport the rain was coming down in buckets, no exaggeration, it didn’t look good. The Old Man started to mumble something about a car rental when Mike and I chopped that right off, although, I am sure Mike and I were thinking the same thing, “this might suck”. This tour was going to be a little different, it was a self guided tour, in other words “Good luck boys, try to keep the rubber side down, see ya next week!” There is a certain freedom in that approach, I couldn’t see this trio of characters doing it any other way; besides, the Old Man would have tested any tour guide’s patience with his constant home-made pie stops. If there was pie, we stopped. Actually, in retrospect, that wasn’t a bad plan at all.

We showed up at Alaska Rider Tours after a heapiung breakfast across the street at Gwennies (wicked crab omelets). Phil, the head cheese at AK Rider, was there to meet us. His crew was busy outfitting our bikes, two Kawasaki KLR 650’s for pops and I, and a Suzuki DR 650 for Mikey (he had to have the sporty one). After what seemed like just a few minutes, we had packed our gear into the saddlebags while receiving general instructions like, “You guys are gonna have a blast” and “Don’t forget to do the bonus rides.” Phil had given us each a personalized tour book, with maps and suggested side-trips.

As we pulled out of the parking lot the perma-grin started in. I had finally made this happen, riding a motorcycle in Alaska with my Dad and brother and to top it all off, the sun had decided to escort us out of town (after Mike’s stop to buy some bear spray).
I must admit, getting out of town wasn’t the highlight. I don’t care much for freeway but we must pay our dues. It wasn’t long before we got off though, maybe twenty miles to the Old Glenn highway. Some raid had come through a few hours before and it left behind that wonderful smell, fresh, clean, a smell that reminded me of the north coast but somehow different. This was Alaska.
After some really nice twisties, we took a break at Independence Mine, then up to Summit Lake. A dualsport is the only way to go in Alaska, some of the best scenery is found off-road and you can make good time while having a blast. Mikey and I took a detour to go and walk onto a glacier.

Our first night was at a mountain lodge with incredible 360-degree views and much-appreciated locally-brewed coldies. One of the preconceptions that I had about Alaska was that the food wouldn’t be any6 good. This place straightened us all out right quick. Another preconception that went out the window was about Alaskan women, again, this place straightened us right out (or was that one too many coldies?).

The following morning we woke up to some menacing-looking clouds headed our way and by the time we had the bikes packed and warmed up I felt just a few drops; time to put your head down and grab a handful. We got away from it for the most part. Had to stop for pie in Chitina. After you cross the Copper River it is sixty miles of dirt road to McCarthy and some of the most incredible scenery, and of course, angry mamma black bears.

 

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