SIX YEARS, FIFTY STATES: ON TOP OF THE WORLD (IN BARROW)

Breeah and I at Point Barrow, as far north as you can go in the United States

We were cold and tired, the otherworldly thrill of transporting ourselves northbound from Oregon’s Willamette Valley to the last vestige of American soil in the Arctic (in a matter of 19 hours, no less) is both a mind and body shock.

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