The loneliest road I have ever been on, where I had to really have the
faith and trust in my Van, was when I drove down the Alaska Highway in
late September one year.

I have got to tell you that that is one long lonely stretch of highway.
On that portion that is in Alaska, Canada's Yukon Territory, and British
Columbia there are a few scattered towns but the rest is nothing but
wilderness for miles and miles and virtually no other traffic. All the
Tourons have usually already gone by Labor Day weekend, and most left
Alaska and the far north when the Termination Dust first appeared on the
mountain tops in late August. Ocassionally  there will be a diehard or
two that will drive down in mid September, but it is risky. An early
snow can catch the unwary. If you break down it can be a long, lonely,
cold wait for help... maybe for days.  You dare not take lightly the
journey down the Alaska Highway that time of year.  Blankets, food,
alternate heat sources, emergency equipment are all in order.

Lonely it is, that journey down the ALCAN in the fall, but the beauty
makes the trip worth it.

Johyn Rodgers
88 GL Driver