We knew it from the beginning – this might be the toughest border crossing of our journey. Crossing back into mainland USA, they could just turn us away if they decided to. What would we do then? This was no time to make mistakes, we were anxious and weary, still there was nothing left to do but to drive up to the border and try our luck.
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What is this blogging thing all about? What motivates us to blog during our travels? How did we get into blogging in the first place? Simply put: we love writing. But there is a lot more to it than just that.
Big Emma’s wheels spray water around as she rolls into downtown. Over mountains and through valleys we have traveled, watching the scenery change and the fog coming in. Through the misty slopes finally peeks the ocean, the inlets north of Vancouver. Big Emma shines her headlights, wide-eyed in the oncoming evening, wondering what to expect of it all.
Why did we decide to drive the Panamerican Highway? What motivated us to take on the monumental roadtrip that would take us years to complete and push us to and beyond the edges of our comfort zone? And what made us decide that driving from North to South America was the right road to do it on?
What was the Dalton Highway for us? It was the most challenging, most remote place we had ever decided to take Big Emma. And what is it now? Did it live up to our dreams, to the high expectations we had set for it?
As I gazed upon the ice, I could barely breathe for wonder. It was massive, a living landscape of white, accented by a deep, solid blue. And dirty, covered with rocks and sand and the leftover dust of ages of moulding the earth to its power.
Along the Alaska Highway, we made our way towards The Last Frontier. Just like the gold rush prospectors over 100 years ago, we yet had to find out if the real Alaska could live up to the one in our dreams.
Banff is beautiful. Like really beautiful. And practically everybody who we have met so far has told us to go to Banff. They have all been to Banff and it was great. So, of course, we went to Banff.
The city of Missoula is a melting pot of the hip outdoorsy and the classic Old West, and we couldn’t help but wonder about those subtle differences that make this place stand out from the crowd.