The Magic Bus
The Magic Bus was a place I had dreamed of visiting since I first saw the movie and read the Jon Krakauer book, “Into The Wild”. I think of it as a pilgrimage made...
The Magic Bus was a place I had dreamed of visiting since I first saw the movie and read the Jon Krakauer book, “Into The Wild”. I think of it as a pilgrimage made...
I set out North not knowing exactly what to expect – I had heard many different stories about the road surface, condition and traffic along the Dalton Highway, or “The Haul Road” as the...
My hitchhiker and I parted ways and I continued on the road north to Fairbanks. My first mechanical issue came in the form of a rusty screw in a tire – getting it patched...
I flew into New York and had a day to explore. I walked and walked and don’t actually remember what I saw, but I’m pretty sure it was everything. I met everyone at the...