I don't know, maybe it is the rapidly approaching Frankenstorm , maybe it is the planning stage of a big trip, but last night was one angst filled night. Any time I start planning for a big trip I am filled with a myriad of emotions. More than not, the excitement always outweighs the doubts. However, this is by far my most extreme trip.
Heading to central and northern AK, in the middle of winter, to live on your bike for two months is full of unforseen obstacles. The fact that it is winter, it can be remote, and it will most certainly be very, very cold, all weigh heavily on my decision. I was reading about last years winter and the frigid temps, often in the -20 to -40 range of Fairbanks, along with the huge snow fall that cause many participants of the Alaska Iditarod Invitation to scratch, and well, my fears got the better of me last night.
Today I am trying to push these fears and concerns away, and get back to full on excitement about the adventure and what lay ahead. There is no doubt that challenges will arise, and I am sure a few will be extreme, but as with all things in life, I am optimistic that the good times will seriously outweigh the bad.