Over 600 miles logged today. Besides the many gas stops I stopped in Ft St John for lunch and took a cruise through Dawson Creek, the start of the Alaskan Highway. When you finish driving the Alaskan Highway you're still a million miles from anywhere.
At one point I was stopped for 30 minutes waiting for workers to add on a huge piece of metal to a bridge.
Bumped into this hairball looking rock band driving the typical crappy black van. Turns out they were an AC-DC tribute band. Spent 10 mins talking to the Angus Young guy....he told me he wore the the Angus outfit and everything. They were so stereotypical it was comical, all tatted, long hair, etc.
I asked a guy in the mens room what happens when his truck hit the following animals....
Deer -"It just bounces off and I keep driving. I don't even get out and check the truck."
Moose -""Again, it slams off the grill bars, but with a moose I usually have to fix something"
Bison -"Don't know, never hit one. But I'd imagine the explosion would be devastating to both the bison and the truck"
Lost another hour passing into the Mountain time zone. Shacked up in the back of this dumpy gas station. I'd set a trend because when I woke up I was surrounded with campers.
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