Oh how long I have waited to post that title. We finally made it. We can attest to the fact that there is a land bridge from the lower US and Alaska. It's called Canada and its a really big place.
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No longer a white truck...doesn't do it justice |
However, after we left Destruction Bay, the highway earned its reputation.
WE GOT THE HEAVES
The frost heaves, that is. By this time we have gotten far enough north that the ground is permanently frozen except near the surface, i.e. permafrost. As a result, the road suffers frost heaving. That takes a normal road and converts it to a roller coaster ride with subsided parts of pavement that are deep enough to bottom out the suspension. Added to that is pavement twisting that results in a ride just like a small boat in a stormy ocean. NOT FUN! Even at 20 mph, the road is so rough that it feels like you are going to shake the rv apart. The best part is that you often cannot see the flaws in the road in front of you. The road looks normal. I found the best sign of impending trouble was the sets of skid marks in the bottom of a dip! If you were lucky, this was enough warning to get slowed down somewhat. Note that the USS RV neither slows down or speeds up quickly. This does not happen continuously, just in stretches, usually you get to a new one just about the time you have gotten your speed regulated again from the last one.Add this to mountain passes and it takes all day to go 230 miles. Tok, Alaska was a very welcome sight indeed. We spent two hours washing the rv and the truck, went out to dinner and went to bed.
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