Mercedes-Benz Sprinter Arctic Drive Diary - Day Two
Visibility was excellent, but traffic was light for much of our northward push.
Our Mercedes-Benz Sprinter stubbornly refusing to start in -41 C weather in Fairbanks, Alaska.
Jump-starts saved the day for all but one of our Sprinter convoy.
The cold wreaks havoc on all vehicle components, including tires.
A long-term resident of the parking lot of our Fairbanks accomodations.
Just because we had left Denali behind didn't mean that the spectacular scenery was going to end any time soon.
Our convoy spread out over more than a kilometre on the Dalton Highway.
We also encountered this hardcore bicycle fanatic on our way back south, as he lounged in a tent by the side of the road.
Some regions of the Alaskan interior were densely wooded, while others featured shorter, stubbier coniferous trees that lined the fields on either side of the highway.
The Alaskan Pipeline - which can be seen to the right - was a constant companion on the Dalton.
The Brooks Range is absolutely gorgeous as it rises out of the stark near-tundra landscape.
Just turn right at the sign that says 'Arctic Circle.'
Our vans repose at the Arctic Circle.
The Dalton Highway is the domain of the eighteen wheeler.
The beauty of the pink sky as the sun sets on our advance towards Coldfoot.
Downhill sections of the Dalton were treacherous and commanded respect.
Pulling over to the right was the best way to deal with Dalton truck traffic.
The icy Dalton becomes a blur in the failing light as we are almost at Coldfoot.
Neither snow, nor sleet, nor dark of polar night shall halt the mail in Coldfoot.
Lining up for fuel in Coldfoot, Alaska as we wait for the diesel tanker to arrive.
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