For those of you who have been following our adventures, you may remember the bars we have visited during this trip. For starters there was the bar in in Chicken, festooned with hats, bras and panties. A tiny, but lively place in the middle of nowhere. Then there was the bar in Homer, the Salty Dog. All decked out in thousands of autographed one dollar bills. Filled to the brim with locals and tourists from all over the world. And who could forget the Red Dog Saloon in Juneau, with dead animals arrayed on it's walls. In between the honky tonk piano and the patrons it was hard to hear yourself think!