As I write this in a cafe in Harrison, we feel the stiffness. Yesterday we managed 64.5 miles adding on a few because there were no motels in Aggassiz. We pulled a boner in not checking...
The heart of North America beats through towering forests, undulating fields, high-plain deserts, pulsating metropolises and offbeat oases.a.
As I write this in a cafe in Harrison, we feel the stiffness. Yesterday we managed 64.5 miles adding on a few because there were no motels in Aggassiz. We pulled a boner in not checking...
Yesterday we did the Coquahalla, all 55 kms of it. We reached the toll booth in 7 hours of biking. Before we began, I had plenty of anxiety. The night before I dreamt that a snow-slide closed the...
Yesterday was a grueling day from Merritt on the 5A. It was recommended because it was flat with one major hill. Never believe a non-cyclist. But it was definitely scenic as we cycled alongside two...
What a scenic ride as we rode up to the snow line. Clear sky, coolish — only drawback was a strong headwind which gusted enough that we sometimes had to peddle downhill. We were on the road for...
We had a beautiful day and are surprised that we have new aches and pains and are tired. Riding through the park was perfect — cool, excellent shoulder, easy cycling in high gear and many...
Best day yet. Legs definitely stronger. Fewer hills and not as long or rigorous. Wind help us along — felt great … bum still gets sore — a bummer, pardon the pun.
We got up to the article in Star Phoenix about us — quite well done I thought. Jean and Gus took us to the highway and sent us off there. Boy we never thought that we were going to need to...
Last night there was a gentleman in the cafe who had worked in the potash mine for 26 years. A few details that I found quite mind-boggling. There are many miles of two lane tunnels underground about...
The wind today made the previous days look mild. It was even stronger and no let-up. It was mostly broad-siding us so hard that we had to keep stopping to rest our arms, which were tired because we...
Some reflections on the first month. Odd things stand out for me. There is something proud, strong and majestic about a river that is about to flood over its banks. The Thompson River does not...