We had awesome oatmeal at Buckshot Betty's before taking on THAT road. We thought we knew what to expect but it was a little worse because as well as the frost heaves, potholes and roadworks there were VERY frequent patches of gravel some short, some miles long. To start with in the rain the one saving grace was that the sun came out and made us very happy. And we saw a coyote so that was pretty cool. After a hundred miles of that we needed a treat so when we stopped for fuel we got some bumbleberry pie and ice cream mmmm yum. While I was paying for the petrol I looked out to where David was moving the bike and who should I see but Terry!!! and John the English guys that we have become chummy with so funny that we should catch up with them right here in the middle of nowhere. They stayed in the accomodation attached to the gas station last night so they are just starting out for the day. So we chat for a while and then they go.
Riding along today, once over that damaged road we are very happy the scenery is great, it's sunny and we are heading to catch a ferry tomorrow so we are really excited. There are not many places to stop and when we get to Haines Junction we visit the Cultural Centre mostly to use the loo but also to have a look around.
As we ride out of Haines Junction we see a sign no gas for 203kms Dave does a quick calculation and says I think we'll just make it. So as we ride along I'm praying for a petrol miracle ha ha some of you may remember our incident just outside of Broken Hill last year I wasn't keen to repeat that especially with the possibility of bears or moose around.
We stopped for a break about 60miles along the way and who should be there but Terry and John and we share with them that we think we are going to go really close with petrol. They carry small cans of extra petrol so we make sure they are behind us ha ha. About 35kms before the border crossing we switch to reserve. At the border crossing our front brakes make a loud noise and when we look we realise we need new brake pads. We tell the border guards that we are running on fumes and they say the gas station is 7miles away and all downhill. So we coast down the hills and try to preserve fuel we get to about 3 miles away and the bike stops nnooooooo!!! LOL We pukk over and I have to push for a while so we are in a turn out lane and well off the road. And after talking to another biker who stops we decide to try leaning the bike over and starting it again. It starts and Dave starts and stops it until it finally gives up the ghost again just a little less than a mile from the gas station. We decide that it must just be over the hill and think we can push it up the hill and coast it down again. shortly after we stop Terry and John come along and save the day ha ha and sure enough when we get going the gas station was just over the hill. It was lunch time and John and Terry ate with us. I fully intended to pay for their lunch so I went inside to do that and John came too and said "no way! I'm paying for ours" so he asked the server how much and he paid their bill and then asked how much ours was and I went to hand over the payment but he beat me!!
Anyway we waved them off but I don't think that's the last we've seen of them.
Now today was one snow-capped mounyain after another so I have heaps of photos.
We are in another lovely B&B and tonight's dinner was REALLY good mexican fish burrito for Dave and fish taco for me.
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