*This is the story of our journey from Liard Hot Springs to Whitehorse, Yukon.* We woke up at a decent hour, but the sun was well into the sky by the time we were up. As we started to pack up, I couldn’t help but notice that our camping neighbor was up, and considering that he also had an adventure bike, I had no choice but to start talking with him to find out about his journey. Thirty minutes later and I was still learning about this guy and his life and where he was headed. He came down from Alaska and this was his first time taking a big trip on his adventure bike. I don’t remember all of the details that he shared, but he didn’t spare many and was friendly nonetheless. Didn’t hurt that the longer he talked, the more time it gave Emmy to pack everything up :p. Our conversation got cut short because it came time for me to actually help Emmy pack up, but...