July 11th, 2016

What happened…

Andrew writes: I’m still trying to figure out why it is that we end up in provincial park campgrounds. They’re always either at the top or the bottom of a really long, steep hill; they always seem to be full of kids and dogs and RVs and noise. Then again, after one interaction we had with a man named Stefan, who it said he was quite inspired by the trip we are doing; maybe it’s for the people. I also think for some reason it just doesn’t feel like camping to me. Maybe it’s convenient for parents and their friends to get away from home, but there just doesn’t seem to be any “ruggedness” or “wilderness” at these campsites. My friend Carley Fairbrother has a Youtube channel called “Grownup in the Woods” that is pretty cool, and she’s trying to get adults of our generation interested in survival skills and wilderness and stuff. Interested? Check her out on Twitter, @TheLastGIW!

So I’ve been reading a lot of James Michener lately, and the way he describes people is really amazing. Also the way that he describes places. Maybe very classical, I don’t know but I’ve and finding it really easy to get interested in the stories that he has to tell. I think one of the reasons why I also like him, is that he writes about different places all over the world; places like Hawaii, Mexico, Alaska, even Afghanistan. What about you? What is it in particular about your favorite author(s) you really enjoy?

There was a lot of traffic today. By the time we finished sleeping in, eating bacon and eggs, chatting with Jim and Patty, and grocery shopping for more food, it was lunchtime before we were ready to go. And I think that we had at least 50 km today on the super-busy Trans-Canada Highway. There were a lot of cars, and not a lot of shoulder to ride on. We stopped at a place I promised itself to be a motorcycle museum for lunch, but the admission charge was $10, and I guess I don’t like motorcycles that much.

Round about 4 o’clock, it started to rain; a good old-fashioned summertime thunderstorm. We were soaked within minutes, And I thought to myself, “You know what? I really don’t miss being wet.”. We could be in for an interesting couple of days because the weather man says that there’s going to be rain everyday for the next week. Although windows, because we’re always writing bikes to somewhere new and the weather is always different there.

Just after Sorrento, we left the traffic behind us set out on much quieter roads for the Adams Lake FSR the road turns to gravel eventually, but the surface still pleasant to ride on. We passed a number of potential wild camping spots; which then leads me back to the beginning, where we rode down a really long hill, to a really busy campground and we’re just hoping that our stuff dries out before tomorrow.

Amanda writes:
The ride on highway 1 was a bit nerve wracking with all the cars. It was however good training for the upcoming riding. This area of BC is so beautiful. It seemed like before we knew it we were at camp; a little wet but still there.

In chatting with some of the other campers it was nice to be reminded how we have the ability to inspire others. It feels good when that happens and I enjoy sharing our story.

Today’s Photographs

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