So I’ll start with a few of the things I’ve been given in the past few weeks.
Besides the waves, smiles, best luck wishes and a lot of sunshine.
There have been gallons of beer!
Also, chocolate and sweets and a few more basic necessities a touring cyclist needs.
People here seem very concerned with my safety, so I’ve been given cans of bearspray a very high-vis mining-type vest and a huge knife that’s proudly hanging of my bike.
Bills got paid for me, in both restaurant and shops, one lady even handed me a 20$ note to go have a coffee! (I did & thank you so much)
And I got a Tim Horton’s gift card, the place is a Canadian fast food chain founded by a hockey player with the same name. There I’ll be able to have even more coffee’s 🙂
This friendly fellow decided to pay my camp fee and gave me a stubby cooler (with can)
There was the slightly intoxicated man in the saloon in Greenwood with a great grin and a few teeth missing who offered me to come up the mountain and meet some real hillbillies… But I was a little busy riding my bicycle.
Of course there was Ted with the iPod and Jewels with the bikini. (see last post)
And this is Loretta,
she filled up my water bottles also invited me in for a cuppa and lots of fresh fruit.
These are the best as every single used and disused road in BC is in it. OK, it’s a bit to carry around but it will take you to real fun places…
And so is walking through a red light.
The Kettle Valley Railtrail winds its way over more than 800km of disused railway tracks.
I thought it might be a bit easy as the grades are never more that 2.2%. But with parts of the trails in use by off-road bikes it gets pretty rough in places. It does feel strange to suddenly be high up in the mountains with glorious views without actually having to work hard for it.
It was here I saw my first two bears. A mother and her cub. But they were away in a flash before I could even reach my camera.
Not to worry, I’m sure I’ll get a few more opportunities soon!
Stopped in a small town for some supplies a lady ran over my bike! It was clearly parked out front. She didn’t bother stopping and disappeared before I even knew it happened. Lucky some alert by-passers noted her plate. Not that I had any damage.
Now I heard there was another guy cycling in the area. So we arranged to meet up at this particular camp area.
Except he never made it. Being without phone service I had no idea what might have happened but I had a great evening with Penny & Dean telling stories around the fire, roasting marshmallows and drinking beer.
It was the next morning their 4-year old granddaughter pretty well described my life in one short sentence.
I rode on through the forest,
I received the message on my phone; “Hey, just hanging out with Penny and Dean, perhaps you know them…”
So I decided to wait. I am not in any major hurry.
(don’t mind my face there, it’s still before coffee..)
But another sunshiny day ahead of me and this time I had some company.
Howard has been riding his bike since last June.
He started at Inuvik and is headed south for warmer weather. As I’m roughly headed east to west out path only crossed briefly.
Well.. almost perfect as the signs all said ‘No Camping‘. But he reckoned no one ever comes down to check.
And it was lovely!
Until that angry lady from the town council came down with her dogs to kick us of her beach.
After town I headed west back into the bush while Howie continued on his mission down south. The track was still beautiful although I was a little surprised by the amount of vehicles going up to nowhere. So it seemed.
A couple off hours later I found myself in the middle of a rave. Now I haven’t been to many rave’s before. Never really has been much my ‘scene’. An interesting experience for sure and the fireball did help.
But I was pretty amazed to see little girls dressed in nothing but furry boots and a pink tail and rabbit ears. They must’ve been absolutely freezing! (ok, I feel old now)
The ‘music’ never stopped until 9am. So with not much sleep I didn’t get awfully far that day. But I was lucky to run into two lovely gentleman on a camp area with who I could sit around the fire, talk, admire the moon and have a few beers. I guess that’s my ‘scene’ (Yup, definitely old 😉
Looking for a place to pitch my tent I got talking to Sonja, who together with her husband Ray happened to have a summer cabin at the lake.
I never expected to sleep in a yurt in Canada!
They’ve given me their very useful back road map book with made me happy and got me onto some proper back roads later on!
The weather has been very surprising. Just sunshine!
It’s also Lynne’s hometown. She happens to be Ted’s cousin. And what was supposed to take me about 5 days ended up taking about twice as long! But with her and her enthusiastic little dog Chai I had a lovely evening and a great sleep before a long day to Pritchard.
The road I took was supposed to be a back way. But along with me about 748 truck drivers decided to take it.
A lovely quiet farming valley that took me out the east end of Kamloops. Where I had places to go and people to see.
More about that soon -(ish)