Category: America (Page 9 of 14)

Today is seen as a Rest-Day as we only rode 115km today. We slept late and only ate “Breakfast” at 8h00. Breakfast at a “Super” 8 is not Super, and one can’t expect much, you get what you pay for. It should rather be called “Morning Selection of Starch with Coffee and Juice” as one get starch in many forms, with weak coffee and Juice, not an egg in sight and the pigs also did not have to get involved with this Breakfast as no bacon was used in the preparation of this breakfast.… Read More

Yesterday the two “Bikers For Luv” Couples and their dog went to drop-off some presents in Santas’s back-yard and then went to meet the old man:

Here are some photos I have not posted yet but of which I have written in the Blog:

Lats night we went for Pizza, the Barman was very rude, then the Server was rude, then we looked back and the 3 U.S.A. Citizens amongst us commented on how different the Alaskan people are to the rest of the USA, the young guy from Power Sport in Fairbanks was the worts when we asked him about the chain and sprocket we needed, so was the guy in Whitehorse when we needed to fit Pies’s tyre onto the rim, we have now just accepted that the Alaskans, in general, are rude people and act aggressively towards tourists and people not from Alaska, but that are only the people outside the Arctic Circle, the ones inside the circle are the salt of the earth people.… Read More

Last night we had a Braai with the fish Peens had cought, he hired a house for us opposite the Hotel in which the “Bikers For Love” stayed.

This morning we left and we arrived at the train-tunnel, I got off and walked to the tunnel, there was no cars cominh out, only a Red-Light telling us to wait. The next moment a Pappegaai came racing out of the tunnel and told me that they saw me on the video from the other side that I walked up to the tunnel, and that the police was going to give me a ticket when we get to the other side as there was a sign saying no one could pass a certain point.… Read More

 This Blog will have to be short as the wi-fi at the cabins we are staying in has no proper wi-fi. Using the words “we are staying in” is probably also wrong as the only guy at the cabins is me, the other three, Milsy, Peens and poor new-guy-Rodger, are still 200km away, stuck next to the road, with a big puncture in the front wheels side-wall.… Read More

 Last night was not fun, when the guys came back we drank a few beers and planned how to avoid a similar problem in future. We depended on people in the group and that is fine when you ride in a country or area where there is cell phone reception, or towns, (that would help) and help is around the corner, but when you are 300km away from any help you must be self-sufficient for the most common problems, like flat tyres, flat battery etc.… Read More

This morning Milsy and Rodger went to the local bike shop to buy a new tyre and then had it fitted. I went to Starbucks where the coffee was good and the Wi-Fi even better. That is the reason why the previous posting could have so many photos. Speaking about Wi-Fi, I bought a new Mobile Modem\Hot-Spot-Thingy in Seattle and loaded it with 3 Gigs of data, it was an expensive exercise that failed spectacularly, the service provider AT&T is not in Canada, I expected this, but in Alaska it should have worked, and it did, a total of 2 nights, like all the other places we stayed there was no Network coverage, probably because there are so few people in Alaska they did not bother to provide their service in most places in Alaska.… Read More

Yesterday afternoon Kaptain Rodger had a lot of energy, he showered, washed our bikes Windscreens and mirrors, then jumped on his bike and raced off to the local airfield to go and see what planes were there. Disappointed, there was only one, with “Tundra Wheels” (those big land anywhere wheels found on these bush-planes) which costs only R60 000-00 for the two.)… Read More

This morning the Kick-stands went up at exactly 6h45, like one man, poetry in motion, any Drill Sargent would have been proud of our synchronised precision, then we rode to the Gas Station, in single-file, 3 bikes parked on the one side in front of the pump, the other 3 on the opposite side, from above we looked like the spokes of a wheel, we were organised, precise, on time and moving like a well waxed bike chain, and then we saw the Gas Station was closed and only opening at 8h00 as it was a Long Weekend in Canada and it was a Sunday, there were no Credit Card filling facilities like at all the other Gas Stations where you can fill 24hrs per day just using a card.… Read More

Last night we had some Oros in our room before we went down the road to the Sports Bar for a burger, just after we sat down Peens found us, he had ridden 800km and looked rather tyred for the 1st time since I met him. I think the two days in Dawson City took its toll on him. He told us his chain had a few links with “problems” and asked us for the new chain and sprockets brought from RSA by Rodger, he told us he was going to fit it and then he left (as he had already booked in at another Motel,) and we never saw him again, he disappeared and up to now we have not seen him, the mystery continues, the Lone Star Tour carries on.… Read More