Eventually, we headed back to Whitehorse, planning to head up to Dawson City and ride the top of the world highway, but it turned out the road was closed due to being washed out from all the rains, so we had to accept that we were too late in the season, and head back south. We cruised down the Alcan so we could see what the alternative route to Alaska was like and eventually check out Alberta. We stopped at Liard Hot Springs at the suggestion of many locals (which was much needed after all this time riding), and camped under a bridge for the night. The next day we continued down toward Fort Nelson, where we camped off a sandy service road in the middle of nowhere before heading down toward another recreation site near Chetwynd, BC called Big Lake. On the way in to the rec site, cruising along the road as normal, I was lost and in a bit of a daze, and got caught off guard by a sharp turn. I hit the brakes with a bit too much gusto, especially considering how much gravel was in the turn, and ended up going for a nice surf session down the pavement. I’m still in complete disbelief that I screwed that up. Over 27,000 miles on this trip so far, and I completely wadded it on a simple turn. Amateur hour over here.