Climbing high voltage
8/20/18 We woke up Monday morning in Exchamasiks River Provincial Park. An RV was thoughtfully playing the radio for everyone within a quarter mile. The sun rose red over the river and old rusty rail bridge with another set of iconic peaks in the background that were almost becoming cliché at this point. The sea
Price Creek to Terrace to Exchamasiks River
8/17 – 8/19 The air was cool and the wind was down as we cycled away from Bonus Lake. We made good time for the first few hours. At some point a truck slowed down next to us and the passenger was shouting to Soph. She smiled and they drove up past us. It was
Trevor
Trevor was an apparition. Everybody had heard of him and everybody talked about him. Nobody seemed to have met him. “Have you seen that guy with the crazy cot tent?” one guy asked, “I heard he lives off of squirrels and salmon and huckleberries.” The first time I saw him was actually at Swan Lake.
They all have guns and they drink too much
8/14 – 8/16 Woke up to funny neighbor roger making us delicious coffee. Seventy kilometers of riding with gravity but against the wind to Stewart and Hyder. Bike came to a standstill on 8% grade downhill due to 30mph wind. Bear Lake Glacier looming over the road. Haunted forest of old growth pines covered in
Thumbs up, pants down
8/13 Woke up around 5:30 this morning and thought about getting out of bed. Then I realized there was no coffee to make or food to prepare as Soph was hard set on a breakfast sandwich from the gas station and that didn’t open until seven. The firefighters were already at work. Helicopters were buzzing
Rancheria to Boya to Dease Lake
8/8 First real day of a tail wind. Felt amazing. 100 k in 5 hours. Landed in Nugget city. Tried to hitchhike to Watson Lake for supplies and it took an hour and a half to get a lift. Waited just as long on the way back and ultimately had to get a cab for
The Great Yukon Lodge
*Note: Some of this probably didn’t happen and this place may or may not actually exist My initial impression of the Great Yukon Lodge was that it was maintained with pride despite being a bit tired. The elements take their toll on any building here. Foundations shift, roofs are covered with moss, properties fill with
Whitehorse to Rancheria
Just a quick note, I fell a bit behind on postings and have a bit of a backlog. I will probably post once every few days for the next week or so and then get into a habit of a weekly update. Sorry for the short term blitzkrieg. A bit high from the hospitality and
Whitehorse
From Xavier’s place we rode about fifty five kilometers to Whitehorse, the capital of the Yukon. Depending on the source, you will be told that somewhere between 35,000 and 40,000 people live in the province. All but about 5,000 of them live in Whitehorse, which is probably about half the size of Texas. There are
Welcome to Canada
Sometimes things don’t go as planned. After Beaver Creek, we saw that there was a Creperie up ahead. The milepost description was something to the effect of: Pine Valley Bakery & Crepery is a historic Alaska Highway Lodge lovingly resurrected by your hosts Olivier and Mylene, who invite you to enjoy real French pastries and