Day 1 My 11 year old son and I returned from our 24 day adventure on July 3rd. What an extraordinary adventure we had! As we road north and west from Ashland, Wisconsin I had a lot of time to contemplate what I was going to say in a ride report. I went over and over all the great things I've seen in other ride reports. I kept a journal and have lots of photos and now I'm drawing a complete blank!!! So here goes...we'll let it unfold just as we traveled, no timeline, no boundaries, and no worries. In 2010 I had taken my oldest son (now 17) to the 100th anniversary National Scout Jamboree in Washington D.C. I asked my wife if I could plan a trip to Alaska and she said "as long as you take one of the boys with you". Done deal! My oldest son Stephen and I at the Jamboree in 2010 My youngest son Dylan (11 years old) and I just before leaving. Dylan loves to ride and was up for the challenge. If you look close to the right side handle bar you'll notice a mirror missing!:eek1 After I loaded the bike with all of our gear I took it off the center stand and it got away from me! Fell on the right side into the big red Yukon it's sitting next to. The result? No damage to the Yukon XL. Bike? Sheared the right side mirror off: That was minutes before we left! No time to get it fixed, we're outta here! I threw the undamaged mirror in a side case thinking it would be easy to get that repaired along the way. Yeah, right... My proposed route (didn't change much along the way): Each color represented a days worth of riding. We were pretty close to keeping that schedule without trying very hard. A few more random photos from that day, the first few days there weren't a lot of photo ops and the weather certainly didn't cooperate much: My wife and oldest son Dylan and I right before we left Can't go through Bemidji, MN without the Paul Bunyan and Babe the Blue Ox photo op - Dylan and dad As soon as we hit Minnesota the rain and wind started. Not fun because it got progressively worse as we approached our first destination; Rugby, ND. We had to stop in Grand Forks, ND. We were cold wet and miserable. My plan was to camp the entire way out and back with only a few days in hotels along the way. Imagine having that plan and then the first night staying in a Super 8. To make matters worse I dropped the bike in the visitors center parking lot after getting a North Dakota map and using the facilities. Not an overall good day. Terrible thunder storms moved through the area on June 10th and 11th so it was a good thing we were not in our tent. Mileage for the day was 340 miles.