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May
3, 2003 - Solo Flight
This
was the beginning of the rest of my journey without my greatest
inspiration, Don. As many knots in my stomach as I had when I watched
him drive off, and as much as the knots intensified when I drove
off without him, I knew that even if I was unhappy, I was capable
of continuing this journey alone. He gave me that confidence in
myself with his unwavering confidence in me. I will continue to
be inspired by him and the many things he taught me about life,
about love and trust, and how to press on despite fear.
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May 6, I had been snowed in for 2 days in Prince George - this is
what it looked like outside my window on May 5 and this Texas girl
was not about to drive a 36' motor home through the snow! |
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was glad to hit the road again with blue skies and a clear highway
- truly a great travel day. Even stopping to gawk at closeup and faraway
views of snowcapped mountains and sparkling lakes, I made the 240
mile trip from Prince George to Dawson Creek easily. A fellow traveler
who also stopped to enjoy the view of these amazing mountains took
this picture of me. This is where I stopped to have lunch. These mountains
were just the appetizer for the main course to come! |
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I
had gone back and forth trying to decide whether to take the Hudson
Loop (Hwy. 29) turnoff at Chetwynd or the longer route to Dawson
Creek, the official start of the Alaskan Highway. I decided on Dawson
Creek partially because I wanted a picture of the famous Mile 0
milepost in town and to say I started from the very beginning of
the historical highway. Unfortunately, there was no one around to
take my picture with the sign, so you'll just have to take my word
for it...
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