Here is our detour around the washout. They put us on an old section of the Alaska Highway, which has not been used in many years, but some asphalt was visible. When I arrived at the detour, the pilot truck was just taking off, so I wasn’t able to stop for more info. The woman who turned me around yesterday was there holding the flag. She recognized me, and we both waved. Since we came back out onto the highway well beyond the “issue”, I have no idea what happened or how severe it was.