Seventy-five miles yesterday, weather is good, and the old man is between Delta Junction and Dot Lake. He hopes to make it to Tok tomorrow, and within the next couple days after that, he will be riding triumphantly into a whole 'nother country. Good riding, old man!
Yeah, yeah yeah. Get to the moose part...
Dad saw three moose not a hundred yards from where he was camping. Big 'uns. Apparently that sort of thing happens a lot in Alaska (both the camping and the meese). At a thousand pounds each, that's a lot of pounds of moose.
Unfortunately, the presence of moose signals the absence of Internet cafes, so the picture was snagged from Wikipedia, rather than uploaded by Dad. Here's hoping that Tok, AK is a cosmopolitan center-of-the-universe kind of place, where he can boot up and send us some pictures from the trail.
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