Ted Stevens Anchorage International Airport

Final post of the USA and Canada road trip! 😥😥

Can't believe it was 2.5 months ago that I was getting on a plane to Colorado, expecting to spend 3 months riding down to LA, then up the west coast to Seattle and back across and down to Denver... and here I am now in an airport in Alaska waiting to fly home having gone down as far as San Diego and up as far as the Arctic Circle 😂

This trip has been nothing short of sublime, tough at times battling the wind, then battling the snow, then the heat of the dessert, then battling the rain... then more snow. But every single day has been incredible and always in a different way from the last. And despite the challenges that I soon discovered with travelling on a bike, I would head straight back off again in a heartbeat if I could... which I might do... we'll see! It's going to be strange to not wake up every morning and ride 350 miles, greeting the exit of every corner with a muffled "fuck me!" in my helmet as the mountains get bigger, or the canyons get deeper, or even just seeing the nothingness become more nothingy... or sometimes just because I'm so cold that everything hurts.

Skippy will be sorely missed but heads off on a new adventure back down the Alaska highway with his new owner, and this time with his very own Alaska licence plate just to prove how hardcore he is.

Feeling quite proud of what Skippy and I achieved, WHAT A BLOODY INCREDIBLE ADVENTURE!... 'MURICA! 🇺🇸

Now I'm off to Mexico to rest my slightly battered feeling body, lying on a beach and drink cocktails for a little before I fly home 🍹⛱️Read more