04klr
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June 7th after 10 am, when Mark finally rolled out of his tent with his boots on (smiling). We had ridden from Dease Lake to the hot springs past the Tungsten mine, to say the least it was a big day. Any thoughts of an early start today were doused around 1 am in the rain last night. Theres more than enuf porcupines up here thank you very much, a little too many and I dont trust the little waddling lardasses. Given plenty of room they will continue to look over their shoulder at you as if they will let fly with quills at any moment.
Take your time Mark, enjoy your gruel we're in no hurry today.
A quick last shot before doubling back on our tracks to the Robert Campbell Hwy then towards Ross River which will test our math in calculating how much fuel is needed to make the over 800 km on our loaded bikes. The baja mud is fading away.
it may have started out with threatening looking weather but the rain gear wasn't needed.
all day long.
Knowing the important thing was to at least make it close to Ross River, we both arrived on fumes in my case after adding a 3.7l windshield washer jug, 7.6l rotopack and 5 gals of gas. By memory it was just under 810 kms.
,,,and were now in Dawson having now become a group of 5. Mark has a grin this time because he gets to watch Stu change his tire knowing the rest of the group is doing the change tomorrow. Funny thing is though that after finishing his tire Stu scorned us all into changing ours right then as well. This will be tire number three for my 990 and that MotoZ GPS lasted a very long time.
while Stu verbally assisted us in changing our tires, this fella (the american who shall remain nameless) was really struggling to break the bead on his tire, struggling so badly his speech was limited to words with 4 letters. We all offered assistance which he just responded with a get out of my face, I can do it. And then I had heard enuf. Please notice my tire irons placed in his tire (after mine was done) after he had broken his bead breaker making him even louder. After making him wait til the pic. was taken, those irons were used to break both beads in under 30 seconds. He was livid!! he had broken his bead break tool, swore, busted his knuckles and generally made an ass of himself, then in under 10 seconds using two cheap heavy irons his bead was broke.
Sure that 10 sec. was a fluke, but it was perfect timing, karma bites.
Tombstone mountains
Ogilve Mtns.
Eagle Plains for grub and gas.
a little wider
taken at a hilltop repeater site along the Dempster.
past the Arctic circle the landscape changes. Now it gets flat.
there's no shortage of characters in the far north. like perhaps the fellow that built a doghouse on the side of his BMW. and no it wasn't a small dog.
crossing the Mackenzie river.
here's 4 pictures of Russ at our camp in Inuvik. Just short of town its a great little campsite with tenting platforms and good showers.
The next day on the road to Tuk!
And then, with Pingo's in the background it was done. As to the north and as far to the south and each bit in between, been there done that! Wahoo!!
Stu was pretty happy.
likely one of the most photographed spots in Tuktoyuktuk.
next segment to the Keno signpost then up the north canol, and then to a welding shop!
thx fer lookin.
Take your time Mark, enjoy your gruel we're in no hurry today.
A quick last shot before doubling back on our tracks to the Robert Campbell Hwy then towards Ross River which will test our math in calculating how much fuel is needed to make the over 800 km on our loaded bikes. The baja mud is fading away.
it may have started out with threatening looking weather but the rain gear wasn't needed.
all day long.
Knowing the important thing was to at least make it close to Ross River, we both arrived on fumes in my case after adding a 3.7l windshield washer jug, 7.6l rotopack and 5 gals of gas. By memory it was just under 810 kms.
,,,and were now in Dawson having now become a group of 5. Mark has a grin this time because he gets to watch Stu change his tire knowing the rest of the group is doing the change tomorrow. Funny thing is though that after finishing his tire Stu scorned us all into changing ours right then as well. This will be tire number three for my 990 and that MotoZ GPS lasted a very long time.
while Stu verbally assisted us in changing our tires, this fella (the american who shall remain nameless) was really struggling to break the bead on his tire, struggling so badly his speech was limited to words with 4 letters. We all offered assistance which he just responded with a get out of my face, I can do it. And then I had heard enuf. Please notice my tire irons placed in his tire (after mine was done) after he had broken his bead breaker making him even louder. After making him wait til the pic. was taken, those irons were used to break both beads in under 30 seconds. He was livid!! he had broken his bead break tool, swore, busted his knuckles and generally made an ass of himself, then in under 10 seconds using two cheap heavy irons his bead was broke.
Sure that 10 sec. was a fluke, but it was perfect timing, karma bites.
Tombstone mountains
Ogilve Mtns.
Eagle Plains for grub and gas.
a little wider
taken at a hilltop repeater site along the Dempster.
past the Arctic circle the landscape changes. Now it gets flat.
there's no shortage of characters in the far north. like perhaps the fellow that built a doghouse on the side of his BMW. and no it wasn't a small dog.
crossing the Mackenzie river.
here's 4 pictures of Russ at our camp in Inuvik. Just short of town its a great little campsite with tenting platforms and good showers.
The next day on the road to Tuk!
And then, with Pingo's in the background it was done. As to the north and as far to the south and each bit in between, been there done that! Wahoo!!
Stu was pretty happy.
likely one of the most photographed spots in Tuktoyuktuk.
next segment to the Keno signpost then up the north canol, and then to a welding shop!
thx fer lookin.
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