Author Archives: Sarah

Dark times

Who am I?

It has taken a while to write this blog as the stories on which it are based shocked me and troubled me for days. They still do. I have wept while reading stories and spent hours and miles wondering at how on …

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The road less travelled

The border between Alaska (USA) and Yukon (Canada) is unfortified, a narrow strip of bald land sweeps up the mountainside between trees on both sides, declaring the divide. 20 miles after this I rode into Beaver Creek and the Customs Post, chuckling ‘I wish’ when …

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Au Revoir, Alaska

should cross over the Canadian border tomorrow if I have a big day of miles or Wednesday if I don’t. We’ll see what the wind does and what my legs want to do. Either are fine by me. I am sad to be leaving …

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Fear sandwich

I never imagined this ride would scare me in quite the way it is doing. I am scared of heights – more and more so as I get older, it seems – and get queasy looking up at big cliffs etc. So riding these mountain …

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Lone wolf? Not here…

 

As we zipped across the dusky bay from Seldovia to Homer in his little skiff ‘Perl’, a grinning Chunk declared that I was like a lone wolf, heading out on my journey alone. A few nights later, tucked into the trees as half-convincingly as …

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