A. Anchorage, AK – Start
B. Haines Junction, Yukon – Day 1
C. Muncho Lake, British Columbia – Day 2
D. Valleyview, Alberta –Day 3
E. Saskatoon, Saskatchewan – Day 4
F. Grand Forks, ND – Day 5
G. HOME! Lake Bluff, IL – Day 6 (one day ahead of schedule!)
TOTAL MILES COVERED: 3,582 miles
Last time I checked in it was at the end of Day 4 when we arrived in blizzarding Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. Day 5 was all about getting the HELL out of the late April blizzard and making it back into the US. If you follow me on Instagram you saw that as far as getting out of the snow, we sucked miserably at that.
At one point we stopped at a rest stop in the middle of nowhere, and while Adam used a wrench to knock the clumps of ice that had accumulated on the car, I tried to get the dogs to go to the bathroom. This of course was a miserable task because Adam and I had no idea that we'd spend the entire trip in a blizzard and had NOT packed the correct items. There I am, standing in the snow with my hood up, wearing way too few clothes, being pelted in the face with stinging snow, WITHOUT GLOVES, trying to get the equally miserable dogs to pee in the storm. It wasn't my best look.
When we packed for this road trip we never in a million years thought we'd spend 5 of the 6 days of our trip driving SOUTH dealing with late April blizzards. Not snow flurries, but full on sheets of ice on the road, whiteout conditions, insanity. Couple that with the mind-numbingly straight and flat scenery, it was a dull couple of days.
But we made it to the US where we quickly found that Grand Forks, ND, because of the oil boom is the kind of place where you can ride in on a Tuesday night and have 20 normal hotels in the area and have NONE of them have rooms. Which led us to the Ramada Inn. Also known as Adam's worst nightmare.
Everything about this hotel was sketch. From the broken glass door into the building, to the water stains on the ceiling, to the BLACK HAIRS IN MY SHEETS, this place screamed Run for the hills. But when you just spent 14 hours in the car driving in a blizzard and it's 11pm, you put on as many clothes as you can (less skin touching the sheets), and sleep on the top of the sheets using only the comforter. Also, send out a quick prayer you don't contract something.
Next was Day 6, operation Get Home, and after spending time through North Dakota and Minnesota looking at nothing more interesting than this:
We finally inched closer to home. Wisconsin won an award on the trip for finally having some actual interesting things to look at. Lakes! Trees! Hills! Even a few hilarious signs for "ski resorts." Come on Wisconsin, you're not fooling anyone.
Finally, on Day 6, with 3,582 miles behind us we rolled up to our new house. Tired, dirty, and sick of the car. We opened a bottle of bubbly, took a shower, and fell asleep.
We were finally "home".