For the Summer of 2015, I will navigate myself and a retired friend over 9000 miles across the North American Continent. Beginning in New York City and ending in southern Alaska, after dipping our toes in the Arctic Ocean.
Driving to Alaska is my ‘Murican friend’s lifelong dream. For me, it’s another chance of adventure. This time however, I’m sharing it in the back of a tiny truck camper with a dithering pensioner.
I’m going across the North American continent for the second time, but is this experience going to be even more testing than the last?