Haines – Haines Junction – Whitehorse – Carcross - Skagway. The golden circle, traveled first as trading routes, then by gold miners seeking fortune, followed by cyclists with computers and dri-wick clothing, remains golden.
We certainly couldn’t have timed our ride around the golden circle any better. But it didn’t feel like anything short of the gods smiling on us – a gift from the universe to make our way easier. The rains cleared, sun came out, mosquitoes called it quits, bears were more interested in berries than the turkey jerky in our kit. The grades over mountain pass have been tamed, worn down over the millennium by those who came before us. The landscape seemingly barren of civilization was sprinkled with friendly waves and easy conversations where people congregate. Fresh baked treats, fair-trade coffee and spruce-tipped beer were welcome rewards.
The golden circle gave us a taste of northern grandeur, a small bite we’ll savor until we return again.