I agreed to meet two strangers in Anchorage via the Adventure Cycling website, a lady from Switzerland and a man from Australia. I thought I could get along with anyone, but I found out I was wrong. The guy was kinda obnoxious in a good natured way, but the woman, who planned the route, was very rigid and insistent on the three of us riding together, stopping together, and of course, camping together. Being ready to depart as a group at the appointed time each morning was very important to her. She got annoyed if I rode too far ahead and double annoyed if I followed to closely behind her. She said she was afraid I would run into her. For some reason, each of us riding at our own pace and meeting at the agreed upon camp each night was an unacceptable option. After 500 miles I'd had enough and went my own way.