My parents were RVers before me, so I inherited the "itch". My Dad always wanted to see Alaska, but my parents died before they got to make the trip. Thanks to an inheritance, I was able to retire early in 1998 at the age of 52. Since then, I've been in every state in my 'C' except Washington and Oregon. (And Hawaii.) But the Alaska trip was always on my mind and I finally did it. Friends of mine where I live in Ohio had a summer cottage in Cooper Landing, AK. on the Kenai Peninsula. So I headed north one summer. After visiting them, I headed further north to Denali N.P. and was there on a rare clear day when Mount McKinley's peak wasn't shrouded in clouds. Then continued north to Fairbanks, and returned south the way I came. There aren't very many towns or roads up there, and fewer RV parks. Most days, I didn't see more than 6 vehicles coming or going the whole day. I never passed a gas station if it was open, because I had no idea where the next one might be. Even carried a couple of 5 gallon cans of gas with me, just in case, but never needed them.
Trip of a lifetime? Yes. Would I do it again? NO. I'm too old.