June 6, 2016–Leaving Whitehorse

Hi All,

I am sitting in a Starbucks for one quick post before starting the last stretch into Alaska. I had the honor of meeting this morning with the president of the Royal Astronomical Society of Canada this morning!~

Left-RIght, President James Edgar, Anthony, Viktor Zsohar, Scott Acton

Left-RIght, President James Edgar, Anthony, Viktor Zsohar, Scott Acton


Whitehorse was a fun break from the road. Of course, I found the local brewery:

Favorite Yukon Beer

Favorite Yukon Beer

Home at last

Home at last


I’m not sure when the next internet or cell phone will be available, but I will post again as soon as I can. Alaska should be about 6 days away. Until then…




4 Responses to “June 6, 2016–Leaving Whitehorse

  • Is this a world bicycle tour…or a world brewery tour? Looks like the subtitle might be “Biking For Beer”…a very good thing.

  • Greetings from the control room at GSFC! We’re keeping the telescope warm, dry, and clean for your return. 🙂

    Do I need to ship a fatbike to you in Fairbanks?

    Eric C and a mixed team of software folks

  • Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to do this…

    My tiger friend has got the sled,
    And I have packed a snack.
    We’re all set for the trip ahead.
    We’re never coming back!

    We’re abandoning this life we’ve led!
    So long, Mom and Pop!
    We’re sick of doing what you’ve said,
    And now it’s going to stop!

    We’re going where it snows all year,
    Where life can have real meaning.
    A place where we won’t have to hear,
    “Your room could stand some cleaning.”

    The Yukon is the place for us!
    That’s where we want to live.
    Up there we’ll get to yell and cuss,
    And act real primitive.

    We’ll never have to go to school,
    Forced into submission,
    By monstrous crabby teachers who’ll
    Make us learn addition.

    We’ll never have to clean a plate
    Of veggie glops and goos.
    Messily we’ll masticate
    Using any fork we choose!

    The timber wolves will be our friends.
    We’ll stay up late and howl,
    At the moon, till nighttime ends,
    Before going on the prowl.

    Oh, what a life! We cannot wait,
    To be in that arctic land,
    Where we’ll be masters of our fate,
    And lead a life that’s grand!

    No more of parental rules!
    We’re heading for some snow!
    Good riddance to those grown-up ghouls!
    We’re leaving! Yukon Ho!

    – Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes

  • Allen Takahashi Ave
    7 years ago

    Yukon Gold was my choice 😉

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