Well today is the day...we are both on edge with keen excitement. Today is the day that we either finish the Alaska Highway (a bucket list item since forever) or we flame out somewhere in the last 100 miles. Yes, we made it to Delta Junction, the end of the Alaska Highway...right there in the parking lot of the visitor's center just east of town. With a couple of high fives, and maybe a hip bump...we move on...the last hundred miles to Fairbanks. Guided by our trusty 2017 copy of Milepost we find a scenic vista for lunch and push on. There are tall mountains to the south, but we are getting slightly numbed to them. There are several wildfires that are making all the views a little hazy.
This is the first time that we have ever had to refill our propane tank on a trip...partially because it is a long trip, but mostly because we have had to run the heater so often. With the tank topped off we head for the RV Park. It's commercial, with tight sites, but it's close to the city and there is a wonderful restaurant next door. Alaska salmon for me with maple-mustard glaze and Chicken Kiev for Deb...all on the terrace overlooking the Chena River.
Tomorrow we explore Fairbanks.
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