After nearly two months on the road, YOLA wasn’t the only one in need of a little maintenance.

By the time we reached Whitehorse, Yukon, John had grown himself a rather impressive — and increasingly unruly — adventure beard.

We found a local barber who gave John a wonderful shave and finally brought the beard back under control.

After weeks of camping, driving and living on the road, there was something surprisingly luxurious about simply sitting in a barber’s chair and letting someone else do the work.

For a brief moment, John went from rugged overlander back to respectable gentleman. We’re not making any promises about how long that lasted.

Thank you to our Whitehorse barber for the wonderful shave and for making one weary traveler feel like a new man.