It was time to stop and drink, eat and swim in the stream. Turns out it was a very cold mountain stream (was that an ice chunk that just drifted by?), which had lots of particulate to clog the water filter. Bellies full, we made the decision to ride towards Denali National Park. It got late, so we ended up camping somewhere along the side of the road, it had an alright view... no water or room service though.
|Mount McKinley, about 200 miles away as the crow flies|
the days route:
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