Yes it’s called “Chicken” a tiny town in the middle of some mountain range between a town called Tok in Alaska and Dawson city, Canada. I didn’t really plan on staying here but I missed the border crossing after racing 65 km on dirt roads to get there before 6pm. It was another mile/km issue. Anywho I returned to chicken to spend the night. An interesting place that consists of a saloon and, that’s all I saw actually. The saloon and the restaurant where I was allowed to sleep. Along the way I went through the North Pole, a whole town devoted to Santa Clause. The street lamps are like candy cones, it’s really well done actually, only in America. I also spotted a moose along the way, I shouted at him so he’d lift his head and stop eating for a second so I could take a photo, he looked up as if to say screw you buddy and went back to eating. I later found out that a moose killed a guy last year outside Alaska university. apparently they have a mean streak, fascinating stuff I know.