June 28 Miles: 436 I stopped back in to the same place for another breakfast and thanked the waitress for the Hatcher pass recommendation and another great breakfast. I then went south. As I entered Anchorage, there was a haze from the fires. I rode toward Homer, AK and was worried if the road would be closed from the fires. I stopped at Anchor Point, AK being the most westerly road in north America. I then asked the guys in the marina if I could ride onto the beach (signs noted access was only for marina) and they were good. As I pulled onto the beach, there was a big tractor pulling a boat from the Gulf of Alaska out. They had really big tires, drove a half mile out into the ocean, scooped up the boat (with people still on it) and drove back inland. As they were coming, I pulled off to the side so not to get in their way as I felt my bike sinking quickly in the sand. When they went by, I turned off my traction control, gave a big push and tried to find any traction I could. There were some bits of gravel I was going towards and worked my way across to a 2nd beach entry pushing as I went. As I got close, there was more rock than sand and I stopped sinking. I took a quick photo and got out of there. I guess I was about as far west as I could possibly go. I turned back before going to Homer because I knew I could make it back to the split between Homer and Seward that evening. I was hearing the road to Seward was not in danger of being closed so I made it back to it. A bit smoky sleeping that night but I felt better that I shouldn't be stuck on a closed road.