Day 19: Tok (Eagle Claws Motorcycle Campground) - Glennalen
I get up around 8 and then pack up the tent quickly because it starts to rain.
Unfortunately, the tire is still losing air. So pump up again and off to the city to the library, where the Tourist Information is, which is the only place with Internet.
I consult with Brigitte about the purchase of a replacement Garmin on Ebay.
I am allowed to make some phone calls from the Information and do some research for a new visor. In Fairbanks I'm repeatedly referred to other places - unsuccessful. The Icelandic guy tells me about a place in Anchorage and after several attempts I can make a reservation for a new visor. So I decide to go to Anchorage not to Fairbanks.
I buy some groceries (Campbell's cans, reminds me to Andy Warhol) and refuel. There I can get a clamp for the blinker cable, but when attaching the clamp I'm loosing a screw, which can not be found, so I have to visit another shops to get a screw, pump up the tire again - and so I work my way through the day and do not get off from Tok until 3pm.
Short insertion: When I'm in front of the Hardware shop, a guy - wearing with dungarees and a hat - parks his car besides me, a great wooden canoe on top of his pickup. A great boat, built by himself with wood felled by himself too. He then tells me that he owns a R100 PD GS, an old 2-valve BMW. Actually exciting encounters, but you can tell that the people are very, very conservative.
Hopefully, the power bank is still good enough for the computer. And hopefully the blinker will work properly. My head rotates with regard to further route planning. And unfortunately the weather is getting rainy.
The camping in Glennallen costs 15 US dollars. When I want to throw in the money, I realize that I don't have fitting notes and need to change, so I make a first round on the campground. A Swiss guy, Stefan, can change US$ 50 and invites me for a beer and later for dinner, along with his mother Astrid and his partner Barbara. And again I have a wonderful evening with very nice people.