The beautiful Nikiski: where every street in town this named after a petroleum company.
On the way back to Anchorage we surveyed some other beach riding options but none compared to the precious day's jib fest on the rocks.
Hunters on horseback out for moose, caribou, bear, whatever.
Riding around Anchorage has been awesome as well, blessed with a few sunny days after record setting rains, meant muddy muddy trails. I was impressed with the traction that the Vee Rubber Trail Taker 650b x 2.4 tires provided, allowing me to safely and stably peddle up the lung and leg burning Power Line Trail, a steady rise of over 3,000 ft out of the Anchorage city bowl.
Great way to spend the afternoon, just out my back door.
The month of Fall in Alaska also means beautiful sunsets!
Cursing across town for a beach BBQ first time i've needed headlights in a long while.
Fortunately the dynamo power never runs out.
Making good use of the xtracycle bringing firewood, camp chairs, beer, and food down to the beach off Cook Inlet.
That small speck in the distance is the tallest peak in North America, Denali.