Extra Tires to the Yukon?

daveB110 wrote:
This is completely out of date, as well as off topic. Our only trip into the north in 1982, ran into some rain the night before we started south from Dawson City. We traveled slowly as the rain, now stopped, had turned the road surface into a slipery quagmire. This had gone on for hours as we drove, when we saw a lone motorcycle heading north, but creating wiggly corrections constantly. I didn't have the heart to stop and tell him he would be doing this for another hundred miles!

Late one summer we spent six or seven hours heading 180 miles south from Beaver Creek to Destruction bay. The road was the worst I had ever seen it. The entire time we were crawling around, and dodged craters with our truck and trailer, a big guy on an old, 1940's style Harley was always a bit behind us, carefully picking his line, and trying not to crash. Around two in the morning, I had enough and pulled into a parking area, to get some sleep. The guy on the bike pulled in behind us, parked in the grass shoulder, laid down, and fell asleep. No bag, no tent, just took his helmet off and passed out. I bet he felt like he had just rode a rodeo bull for a few hours.