Race to Alaska: the “Race” Part
“Are you in the race to Alaska?” Someone yells from the window of a house. It’s dusk, Campbell River. Graham and I are out pedaling as we make our slow way north, close to the shoreline.
“Yeah!” He shouts back.
We’ve had others: a boat we took for a whale watching boat until it began to cheer specifically, “Rho Your Boat!”, a lodge apparently…