The first day was a long ride across the open plains of the Midwest. It was a smooth stretch of wide horizons and endless skies-a perfect introduction to the vastness of the journey ahead.

The heat became oppressive, with extreme temperatures that would test any traveler. But the Multistrada proved its worth: comfort, stability and reliability even on the most monotonous and challenging stretches.

The first real turns. Here the transition to the mountains began. More technical roads, climbs, descents: the Multistrada tackled every hairpin bend with the same ease as on the highway, showing all its balance between sportiness and touring.

Crossing northern British Columbia was breathtaking. Forests, lakes, wildlife, and a growing sense of isolation. Here the landscape begins to tell another story, that of the Great North.

A short but scenic leg. Scenic roads, a more relaxed pace to prepare me for the hardest part of the trip: the legendary Dempster Highway.

Over 700 miles of dirt, deep gravel, mud, river crossings and zero margin for error. The Dempster Highway is a test for any vehicle - and for those who ride it. The Multistrada responded confidently, showing it was up to the task even in the toughest conditions.

The last stretch to the ocean was short but exciting. The road ends there, where the continent meets the frozen sea. Upon arrival in Tuktoyaktuk, I was warmly welcomed by the Inuvialuit community, which allowed me to witness a unique moment: the traditional beluga whale hunt, an ancient ritual laden with meaning.