Henk van Dillen

Meals on wheels

Meals on wheels

This story picks up where the bison chase ended in Contact Creek, in Canada’s Yukon Territory. In Contact Creek I had to recover from the whole bison adventure. I could enjoy a cup of coffee in peace and wrote the…
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Chased by a bison

Chased by a bison

It started as a beautiful day. It had snowed in the morning and cleared up early in the afternoon. This was the moment I said goodbye to Lois in Watson Lake. Packed and with full loaded panniers I went cycling…
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The mysterious box

The mysterious box

A sign indicated that the next resting area would be another two kilometers. A rest area is a snow-free parking lot with one or two toilet cabins and some waste bins. You see them every 25 to 50 kilometers along…
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Kindness from Jimmy

Kindness from Jimmy

“Would it fit!?” Yelled Jade, cramming my bags into the side of her jeep in her t-shirt and open jeans. “It’ll be fine!” I yelled back, worrying that Jade wouldn’t get hypothermic, I gave the back of my bike a…
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Arrival in Fairbanks, Alaska

Arrival in Fairbanks, Alaska

Upon arrival at Fairbanks in Alaska, I immediately cycled to Billie’s Backpackers Hostel. I had imagined a somewhat different start than actually happened. I didn’t expect to be completely exhausted. Whether I caught a flu or all the hustle and…
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