Twelve miles past the Alaskan border is the turnoff to Eagle, more or less the only place I hadn’t been on the road system in Alaska. So I went.
Back on dirt roads.
Looks strangely mirrored but it’s not, that’s just the junction.
Forty Mile River, on the way to Eagle.
The river.
The bridge.
Front Street, Eagle.
The Yukon River, for the third time this trip. (Whitehorse, Dawson City and here).
The river has flooded badly on a number of occasions, most severely in 2009, so these flood defenses are very necessary.
Fairly wobbly ladder to climb up them.
Huge cabin overlooking the river.
That phonebox is as far from home as I am.
Another cabin.
Walking across the airfield to my campsite.
The airfield.
My beautiful tent.
A very nice campground, though a little eerie as I was the only person there.
Yukon Ron’s.
And on the way out again.
Rough, slow road.
In a very dirty van.
And that’s all you’re getting.
Total distance hitchhiked: 16331 km.
Total number of rides: 121.