Door to door, I ended up going 4,006 miles. My car must think I was trying to kill her. She definitely has earned a rest.
She was way loaded down. The back of the car was practicially scraping on the tires and the check engine light was on for the last 2,000 miles. But we're in Juneau now so it's all good.
The Alaska Highway was by far the best part of the trip. The mid-west and most of Canada was just flat prairie, so it was such a great change of pace to get into mountains and start seeing wildlife. When I drove the highway in 2005, there was a lot more unpaved road, so it was also a nice surprise that we didn't run in to too many bad stretches.
I mean, come on! How can you not want to drive that?
MOOSE!
Pint was such a trooper. She was great. And she LOVED the buffalo. We also saw moose, bear, and even a LYNX, which I was stoked about, but Pint only had eyes for the buffalo.
And now I am home. Life is good.
