I seriously may have outdone myself this time.

I just agreed to a contract job in Barrow, Alaska.

That would be here:

Which is really, really, really, really far away.

3,569 miles as the crow flies, but more than 5500 via car and plane.

It’s also pretty barren, cut off from any roads, and it’s accessible only by plane.

The plan is to drive to Fairbanks (maybe Anchorage?) and leave my car, then #PennyTheAdventureMutt and I will make the last leg via Alaska Airlines to our new home:

I was pretty excited to bring my Fat Bike (the Fattie, as she is affectionately known) to ride the gravel beaches of the Arctic Ocean. But I was warned that might not be such a good idea, at least without bringing a really, really big gun. Or a friend with a really, really big gun.

Apparently POLAR BEARS are a thing up there.

Oh yeah, and rabid arctic foxes.

And apparently I haven’t smelled anything until Penny rolls into rotting whale blubber that’s been festering on the beach for days in the 24 hr sunlight. Can’t wait!!

The adventure starts now – the purging of all my belongings, the minimizing, readying the Subie for the greatest road trip of all time.

Seriously….Can’t wait!

Stay tuned………