I had been anxiously awaiting this morning for the last six months. Our journey finally began. Alaska to Panama. Only 5908km stood between us and the Pacific ocean. Just a turn of the key in the ignition and the engine was running... First of all, Ontario should be renamed "Longtario"... On the second day, we almost lost our RV on a "smooth shoulder". Luckily Ontarians are great people , because the only towing big enough to get us out of that mess was based two streets from where we were. It could’ve been the end of the trip after only two days. We needed new tires, and we found some along the way in Lloydminster. The fun really began when we hit Alaska Highway. At this point we’d seen three bears, two mountain goats, four moose and thirty four buffalos... that was it! Mountains, glaciers and wildlife. We stopped to fish some trout on our way; catch and release, just to see if we'd lost our fisherman skills. We then took a few minutes to stop at Watson Lake where there lies a Signpost forest. Obviously we had to take part in this, so we built our own signpost and found a decent spot to nail it. In Whitehorse we discouvered a nice long skateboard run along the river and between trees... a bit of exercise well deserved. After six days, we finally arrived at Skagway's custom. Nothing to declare, even though the costums officer had a hard time believing us. I guess this officer had never seen two guys in an old RV heading to Alaska on a surftrip before. Before we could set our wheels on our final destination, I figured it was time for me to buy a fishing liscence to keep me busy while we waited for the ferry in Skagway. Later you realize it's a twenty bucks well spent when you’ve got a freezer filled with a dozen salmon. Finally we were aboard the Columbia vessel which became our home for the next 18 hours. Sleeping on the top floor in a heated solarium was an incredible experience. Surrounded by peaks and water, I knew all the waiting was finally over and paying off.