My son would send me pictures from Barrow, the Fairbanks area, etc, and it made me crazy. Between the old gold mining and remote power units, there's as much iron up there as there is oil.
The boy got off the boat in Homer, when he departed Kodiak, and borrowed a bike (his were being shipped to FL) and met up with a friend in Fairbanks, then rode 150 miles N. of the Arctic Circle. Lasflew to SLC Utah, picked up his Paris-Dakar BMW, and rode it back to Kodiak, 6199 miles. My a$$ was killing me, and I never left the farm.
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