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Showing posts with label Tok. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tok. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Pictures at last!

Over the next few days, I'll be posting the pictures Ed was able to send me at the Tok public library.

First, here's the map link of where he was last night:


Now, getting internet access from the library in Tok is no easy task. The facility is staffed by volunteers and the hours posted on the door are merely a suggestion. Luckily, the woman who ran the front desk at Ed's hotel was one of the library volunteers and she was able to open the door for him on her lunch break.
They do have standards at the Tok Public library, though - they will not open if it's -35 degrees outside. They're not animals, for Pete's sake.

Now for a recap of Ed's first week on the road:



Here's Ed leaving our house - which is sold, by the way. Thank God for that!

Notice the gray and gloomy day. Our friend, Glenn Cravez called and wished Ed, "Tail winds, brother, tail winds." Unfortunately, he did not say "poo-poo-poo" like a good Jewish aunty and Ed's had nothing but head winds throughout his ride. That will make any normal person reconsider, but not Ed. He just considered it a challenge. Still, when I talked to him last night, I repeated the wish AND added poo-poo-poo.

Before leaving Anchorage, however, he had to stop at Samurai Sushi for one last plate of fabulousness. When he told the owner what he was up to, the guy went behind the counter and made Ed a huge "sushi ball", which Ed claims saved his life on a bad section of road.

The Sushi ball:

The bad ride

The Sushi ball takes a break and enjoys the mountain view before being eaten.

Just remember, to leave comments, click on the word 'COMMENTS' below and register. Then you can make all the statements you want. Tomorrow: More pictures of Ed, the route and a shout out to our sponsor - Platypus Dreams.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Glennallen to Tok

Apparently, Ed met some other pilgrims on the road - going the opposite direction back to Anchorage, but still. Of course, being a boy, he did not ask them anything about where they came from, how long it took, or where they got their fabulous shoes. Honestly, don't boys talk about anything important?

We'd like to point out that Ed's not the only one who's ridden out of Alaska on a bike. A friend of ours rode TO Alaska from Michigan by herself and said it was the trip of a lifetime. She is a serious bad mamma-jamma, too - weighs about 90 pounds soaking wet and carrying something heavy. So anyone can do it.

Gotta cut this short - I'm the only wage-earner in the family and have to get crackin and get to work. Not all of us can just ride our bikes all dang day...

HERE'S THE MAP LINK YA BIG FREAKS

Peas out,