And then there was one

After spending the day deep-cleaning the Alcan off our bikes yesterday -- a process that took four hours and involved some industrial-strength solvents -- Julie had her first showing of Firefly to a potential buyer. Five minutes later, the bike was sold, to a friendly guy planning a charity ride up the Alcan, and we were down to one bike between us. Rather than thinking of herself as being "without bike," I'm encouraging Julie to consider herself "between bikes."

I'll be visiting the Honda shop in town, known to have enthusiasts for old Honda fours, in the hopes of identifying a buyer for R2. In the meantime, Anchorage and our hosts here continue to be incredibly kind. We're catching up on some rest and enjoying the comforts of our temporary home.

Bon voyage, Firefly. Long may she ride!