We destroyed the breakfast buffet at the hotel. Put four cyclists in a buffet and all the food will soon be gone. The lady who was replenishing the food at the buffet got mad at us after a while and kicked us out.
We packed up and left Fort Nelson. There were a lot of semi trucks in Fort Nelson because the oil and gas development industry was booming there. There were a lot of fuel plants and tanks right outside town.
We had sunny weather with no wind. The road was relatively flat and the riding was easy.
We camped on a dirt side road in a broad grassy valley that I had located back in Anchorage using Google Street View.
I cleaned the cooking pot with a tortilla. This method worked well and assured that we wasted no food. My plastic spoon-fork broke in half. We purified water our of a culvert near our campsite. It was a little bit brown when we drank.
Paul was feeling a little bit sick in the evening.
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| My leg. |
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| Here comes Kosuke. |
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| I'm following Kosuke. |
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| Kosuke says "let's go." |
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| Blue sky. |
