Not that I wasn’t having a great time meeting some wonderful people.. I did!
Rolling down the road I noticed two loaded touring bikes right ahead of me. Kerem and Ben had just left their home 5 days earlier and are set for Argentina!
Ben’s parents happened to live just around the corner.
So I tagged along and met the whole family!
A little further down the road Louis & Rachel live in a gorgeous home right on the water.
Enjoying a few days of dinner parties, night walks and canoe rides.
-during which this misty wolf came along-
And the water glowed with bioluminescence as we paddled.
I bought a dress.
Rachel made me do it! 😉
But it’s ok, as my birthday was coming up.
But I felt like I had to get my ass into gear and actually go out and do something.
I booked a ferry, but in order to get to the departure point I had to ride up the whole Island, through a few storms.
I hadn’t really planned that. But with no choice but to move I got on my bike and started riding.
It was lucky I did as the ferry I originally planned to take did not run due to high winds.
They happened to work in my advantage though.
So with strong tail-winds I flew up the road feeling severely overloaded with gear good enough for -29°C.
It was at least 30 degrees warmer here.
Christine is no stranger to bicycle touring. She rode down towards Mexico and has a couple of Iron-mans on her name.
After a coffee we moved on into the wet in opposite directions, where I was lucky to keep going with that tailwind, she had to go back against rain and wind. We both knew we’d have a warm shower at the end of the day.
I had arranged to stay with Lori & Ross.
They live right next to the ferry terminal where I had originally planned to arrive.
But as you see here, that ferry is not going anywhere in this weather.
With a Curling competition to win they had to leave that evening, so I spent most of my time outside in the hot tub watching the rain. It seemed a pretty good place to be.
We watched a movie and got up early to go deer hunting.
Well, I got up early to make my way to Sayward.
I have always thought I hate rain. But as I checked the weather forecast and it told me heavy downpours and wind I could only grin. I dived into the mad weather and could tell people in vehicles either thought I’m crazy, or felt really sorry for me. But the funny thing is, I’m having a great time!
And a nice side effect is you really appreciate the times it’s not pissing down.
One morning, after gearing up in all my rain gear to find the first couple of hours fairly dry my feeling can only be described as euphoric.
It is nice to be able to have a shower though. And get out of all that wet gear.
Conveniently there were towns or communities roughly a day cycle (or slightly less) apart.
It was so warm in there that everything dried in no time flat!
I was speechless. (and that doesn’t happen very often)
Apparently the ladies of town where doing Christmas preparations in the community centre and all pitched in to make sure I would have a warm, dry and comfortable sleep!
That’s what this couple said too, as they handed me some cookies along the way.
I was now very close to where I needed to catch this big blue canoe (well, the BC ferry)
He works in the best bike shop in BC, where I signed my name on the gate for passing touring-cyclist. He also made sure my bike was in tip top condition for the rest of my trip and let me crash on his couch!
I made it to my departure point with hours to spare.
I had a great time on the Island and every single person has been so nice to me!
It was good they had me, and I sailed without a glitch to Prince Rupert.
It was a long ride, about 22 hours.
I saw whales along the way! That’s a first and very exciting.
I also met Dave (Who, by chance, knew Ben& Kerem!)
He had great stories about his time as a bush Pilot so the ferry ride was over in no time.
It started raining again and instead of my lovely tailwind it had switched to a full on headwind…
When you camp right along a railway line the train comes thundering straight through your tent in the night. That’s what it sound’s like anyway.
Dave, Ivy & Alison passed me on the road on the way to Prince George and gave me sandwiches!
His friend Rory had instructed him to do so as he did a bunch of cycling across the States and knows what it’s like. (he’d seen me the day before)
I was on my last downhill run to Terrace when my front tire gave in. Not a huge issue as I was about to change them anyway. I really wanted to arrive though and it was cold, wet and dark and I was nearly there.
I’m about to find out.
Hope you have a lovely Christmas.
I believe mine might be a white one.