The good news was that Pepsi didn’t wake us up this morning. The bad news was that the 5:00AM freight train blowing its horn did. We hit the snooze button, but another train was long shortly afterwards. The blast of a train horn definitely isn’t something one can ignore for long. Time to get up and get going. Today was a long drive from Anchorage to Beaver Creek, Yukon.

The drive on the Glenn Highway and Tok Cutoff was filled with majestic mountain ranges and glaciers. We stopped at the Matanuska Glacier for some photographs.

We had lunch at a viewpoint overlooking the Gakona and Copper rivers. Here we noticed that the vegetation indicated the beginning of fall. The fireweed was blooming only at the tip which means winter will be here in 6 weeks.

The road had lots of frost heave and gravel stretches and we were amazed at how quickly the two French motorcyclists with sidecars navigated these obstacles.

We turned back onto the Alaska Highway at Tok, gassed up, had an ice-cream and headed towards the Canadian border. We cleared customs at Beaver Creek, had a nice chat with the officer about our Tuk trip and drove another 3 km to our campground for the evening. Right next door is Buckshot Betty’s where we had a delicious chicken parmigiana.