Last Day
The gear all worked well, though Scott’s Nemo DRAGONFLY BIKEPACK OSMO 2P worked better. Better size, lots of nice touches, and was easier to pull into a more rain/wind-proof posture.
The Americano was great, as usual. No problems except for the brakes, which I’m going to have replaced. The TRP brakes are non-standard (and so harder to get repaired), just don’t work as well and consistently. Had no flats or other issues (Scott didn’t either).
I’m thinking that my next US tour, at least, should be a gravel tour. Perhaps on the ACA’s Golden Gravel route that starts in St. Louis and goes to the west coast. Not sure that I want to do the whole thing, but part of it would be fun.
For that, of course, I’d need an entire new bike (perhaps one of the Salsas), and some new gear. The above Nemo tent would work great, my sleeping pad as well. However, I’d need a smaller down sleeping bag because of size constraints.
Talked to a guy who just came back from the interior (see pic). His bike has an Ortlieb seatpack (I have one at home), a big frame bag (need that), plus rolls on the handlebars and both sides of the front fork.
:-) :-)
Yesterday afternoon / last night we both a foodie walking tour and a whale watching expedition booked. The food on the foodie was fine (the fermented shark smelled like piss, and with good reason. See attached description of why. On the other hand, Kristin, our guide was outstanding. She was personable, full of good stories and anecdotes, and answered all of our questions.
Unfortunately, the whale tour was cancelled due to high wind. We had been told by multiple locals that they are having an extraordinary humpback-watching season because of the weather, but we had booked a small fast rubber boat that would get there quickly and allow us to get very close to the beasts. Sadly, those boat qualities are what made it unable to run. In the end, though, I don’t think any expeditions went out except on cruise-sized ships. Ah well.
Today we woke up and started packing. This meant tearing down the tents, tearing down the bikes, getting our bike boxes back from the luggage storage at the campsite (an ordeal), and then storing it all away.
Then we whiled away the time talking to others, including Bart and Corolla, the two Dutch we had met on the second day of the trip. They disappeared on mountain bikes into the interior the next day on their way to Akureyri. They didn’t quite get there, but had a great trip anyway.

riding across the interior :-).