Being such a flashy couple on bikes, we seem to attract a lot of attention where we go and people have lots of questions. And I don't blame them! What are two nut jobs doing riding bikes from Alaska to Canada? Ville says you don't have to be crazy to do it, but it sure helps! Well, we compiled some questions that inquiring minds seem to want to know about our tour, so here is a couple questions answered:
How many miles/kilometers we ride a day? Totally depends on the day, terrain, wind, how we feel but typically 65-85 miles/ 100-140kilometers a day.
What is a typical day like for us? Ville wakes up first, takes a dump, and goes to get our food bag where it's hung or hidden from bears to cook our oatmeal. I slowly wake up but usually by 8am and pack up our stuff in the tent. We eat our deliciously tasty oatmeal, pack up and start riding. We break about every hour to stop and stretch so we don't end in Argentina completely hunched over with lots of health problems. Well, we hope to have minimal health problems. We eat a couple bars throughout the day and a lunch about halfway through the day. Lunch is tortillas, pepperoni, cheese, onion and sometimes mustard packets. Dinner has been dehydrated food bags (this is why I had to buy good probiotic pills in Smithers because my body has been very not happy with all the processed foods). We eat dinner usually an hour or more before we camp because of bears (don't eat where you sleep) and around 7-8pm we start to look for a good stealth camping site to pitch our little tent and hang food. We usually play a couple very intense card games of Rummy before one of us looses and pouts and we finish up with reading some of our books (Ville has a Kindle from my mom and dad and loves it mom and dad!) before popping in the ear plugs, putting on the eye mask because its still pretty bright out early up here, and hitting the hay. We leave our bikes right next to the tent, cover our saddles, and our tent fits us both very cosy so we can pretty much camp anywhere. Oh and we take some pictures throughout the day. When we get to a town, we spend a lot of time on this blog and eating. A ton! We should look like bean bag chairs except for the fact that we ride bikes all day and burn a bazillion calories so instead we look like sticks.
What has been the hardest part? Read the post about the Dalton Highway from the Arctic to Fairbanks. That was rough. Really rough. And the beginning when we were not at all in shape yet. I am pretty sure we were suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder when we reached Fairbanks and my legs hurt so bad I could't make it up the stairs. But, after that stretch it has all been a bit easier since. That and we are in better shape now.
How can I help? Go to the Carlys Kids link on the right side of the page and donate! We are doing this ride to keep Carly's dream of helping underprivileged kids go to outdoor school alive. Help if you can. Even little bits help. And if you know anyone or are in our path of travel, reach out! We would love to see all our family, friends and followers on this journey and connect in person. We need any of the following: safe places to pitch our tent, showers, laundry, a bed, and food. All of it helps keep us moving south. Thanks SO much to all of you that have helped us out in any way. You all have special places in our hearts :)
If you think of any questions you have been dying to ask us, email us, click on the contact tab above, or add it in the comments below. Really, do it.
K.G. & Ville
In Huanaco, Peru. Battered, but still going south.
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!” - Hunter S. Thompson
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