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Savona -> Revelstoke

Savona has got to be one of the dumbest placed campgrounds ever, it’s between two busy train tracks (who like to tell you that they are there) and beside a river with boats gunning their engines. Luckly, since I bike all day I just conk out (that could be bad if people would want to steal my bike or a bear).

So, in the morning I biked into kamloops and asked the nearest gas station attendent where the nearest bile store was (never ask gas station attendents anything, they always seem to point you in the wrong direction) she sent me to a bike store that didn’t exist anymore, beside where it ‘was’ located was a used sporting goods store, they sent me to a sportmart (kind of like a sportscheck). The tech on site looked at my bike and told me he couldn’t fix it. So, he sent me to another bike shop downtown. He sent me to spokes in motion, and these guys knew their stuff. He fixed my problem and showed me to fix it myself. If ever you are in kamloops and need to get your bike fixed I would suggest these guys. After getting my bike fixed I putted around town, getting groceries and using the Internet.

Once I left the city it started to rain. But I pushed on. After a while I realized the I wouldn’t be able to make my target for the evening, so I started askig around where a good campground would be; for some reason, people who live in a reagion don’t know their region very well. As I pedaled it stopped raining and I got going faster, maybe able to make my target. Unfortunately, I got a flat, and as I was fixing my flay I got a second flat! Then noticed that my sidewalk was cracked! And the top of my tire was worn down and rubbing agaisnt the tube, poping it. So when I patched the tube I also patched the tire (kind of unorthodox I think). As I continued biking I noticed that non of the campsites looked appealing (wide open lots are not fun), luckily as I biked I noticed a hostel on the side of the road. My room at the hostel was a caboose of a train! Staying at the hostel were a couple biking over the weekend, who gave me plenty of tips on what route to take and what sort of timing I should expect. My roomate Uk, was from Korea and was biking from new York, on his way to Vancouver and then onto Tokyo. The hockey game was on so we watched that before heading to out rooms. Uk and I talked for a while about our trips.

The next morning the hostel served pankakes, which was a nice change from my regular poridge. We said our goodbyes and parted ways. I had it mind to be past salmon arms before noon, so I cranked out those forty kilometers. When I got to Sicamous I pulled over at a rest area to have lunch and give Ryan a call to tell him that I would be in Revelstoke. Once I got off the phone it started to rain again (that’s five days in a row that it’s rained on me! Someone doesn’t like cyclists). The rest of the way was pretty much just cranking out speed as much a possible, my gears slowly gunked up making climbs difficult. As I got close to Revelstoke I stopped to eat a bit of snacks and a norwegian cyclist pulled up, he was biking to newfoundland as well! He had a bob trailier (wiki them, they are pretty cool) and went much faster than me. When I was five kilometers from town I hit a rock and my front tire started to hiss, another flat! Luckily the tire pressure lasted until I got to town.

When I got into the town I meet I guy named Ben who was also biking across the country, he had started earlier and had reached Saskatoon, but was taking two weeks off. While we were talking a couple came up and started talking to us (bikes start conversations) they were biking across the country as well, Ben and I didn’t believe them when they told us they were 68! (they are my new idiols!). Since I was cold from the rain I stayed at the hostel, I could have camped since it didn’t rain, but I wasn’t felling up to it, biking 155kms might have something to do with it.

I set my alarm rather early for the next day (which I totally disregarded for an hour, good thing I was the only one in my room) I picked up my stuff that was drying and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. In the kitchen were two guys traveling from Ireland, we spent a while talking before we decided it was time to head off. When I got my bike I realized that I hadn’t fixed my flat from yesterday, so while I was fixing that I did some minor maintenance on my chain. Then I remembered that Ben from yesterday had told me about a good bikeshop in town, so I headed there. Float is a very nice LBS, I went in and asked for a specific tire, unfortunately they didn’t have one on hand so they gave me the next best thing (also cheaper than the one I wanted) I also asked about my brakes (man those things are finiky!) we changed my rear brakes (they were worn down to the core) and they gave me some music for my iPod (I would highly suggest this bike shop if you were passing through Revelstoke). I was still waiting for ryan so I headed over to the local brewry that the bikeshop had suggested, I’ll try them later. When I finally met up with Ryan I was finishing eating lunch, so we headed for a cafe in town (I don’t know if I mentioned who Ryan was, Ryan and I were in Katimavik together a couple of years ago). After coffee we went for a hike in the national park to see Nels Nealsons historic site. We then had lunch and Ryan had to go/I had to get a couple of kilometres under my belt. I ended up camping at the base of rodgers pass at an abandonned campground suggested by someone at the bikeshop. Great spot.

The hostel room, with my roomate

The hostel room, with my roomate

Watch out!

Watch out!

Ryan trying to figure out, who in their right mind would want to jump the jump

Ryan trying to figure out, who in their right mind would want to jump the jump

People used to think that we were brothers

People used to think that we were brothers

Mountains, I want to see mountains again Gandalf!

Mountains, I want to see mountains again Gandalf!

Big Tree

Big Tree

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After waking up and taking a shower (you forget how great they feel when you don’t have one all the time). I started on my way to Pemberton, my first stop before the dreaded mountain. The route to Pemberton was great since it was mostly downhill, unlike the route to whistler which was all uphill. Other than the rain the route was uneventfull.

Pemberton was a really nice looking town, it had a beautiful library/comunity centre and a nice bike shop. I bought some supplies at the grocery store and asked the bike shop people what the mountain was like. They said that I wouldn’t be able to make it today, and should instead camp at the base. I set out to prove them wrong.

Other than the rain, the road to the mountain was great since it was all downhill and almost no cars, I thought that people were just trying to scare me and that the road went around the mountain. Then, I hit it. Seven kilometers of pure uphill, with a grade of at least 10% sometimes even 13%. After the steep climb it still rose steadily for another seven kilometers, this thing was a beast! I made it to the summit when it started to get dark, luckily there was a patch open for campers. So, I set up my tent beside a patch of snow! Beavers were playing in the lake next to the tent.

The next morning on my way to Lillooet I got to finally go down the hill, and let me tell you seven kilometers of at least 10% grade is a lot of fun to cycle down. On the road I noticed that I was low on water, so at the next view point I asked some people in a camper, they were traveling from Germany, and were aparently having fun leapfroging me along the road. When I got to lillooet I went to the rec centre and talked to someone at the office about the route to come, he mentioned that the campsite that I wanted to go to was about 40kms away half uphill and half down. When in reality it was 50kms away and mostly uphill (and the rain didn’t help much with my speed). After I got to the site and set up my tent it started to rain so much that I made my supper under the fly of my tent, yes I know that you arn’t supposed to do that, but it was raining buckets! (I was looking for a motel or inn, but the only one I could find was no longer open).

From marble canyon (my campsite) I made my way to Hat Creek, there was a heritage village there. Since I was freezing from the constant rain I stopped in, the employees suggested that I not actually visite the site, so instead I had some food and some coffee to warm me up. While i was eating the German tourists from Thursday showed up and we chatted for a bit before a tour bus showed up and I left. The road led me to cache creek, where I had my first flat of the trip, which may have clouded my judgement of the town. To say the least, I wasn’t impressed. From cache creek I headed towards kamloops when I had my second flat, I think I might need new tires. I spent too long fixing the two flats that I wouldn’t have been able to make it to kamloops in the light, so I stopped tonight at a provincial park at Savona. The attendee gave me the site for halfprice since I was on a bike, very nice of her. Tomorrow its off to kamloops to get my brakes fixed then onto Revelstoke to meet a friend from Katimavik.

The long and winding road

The long and winding road

I was racing this truck for a while, and winning!

I was racing this truck for a while, and winning!

It was a long climb, but a fun decent

It was a long climb, but a fun decent

Should I be worried?

Should I be worried?

It looked like someone threw a blanket over the hills

It looked like someone threw a blanket over the hills

Stats

  • Whistler to Duffy Lake: 80 Kms
  • Duffy Lake to Marble Canyon: 95 kms
  • Marble Canyon to Savona: 77 Kms

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So, this has been an interesting last couple of days.

On Friday, Andy gave me a tour of Vancouver. Including MEC, Granville island and UBC (we saw his lab, then went bouldering, if you’ve never gone, go. It was a lot of fun). Ryan, one of Andy’s coworkers came over and we drank our Granville island beer and played some goldeneye before I crashed.

On saturday we were terrible with our scheduling. We took the sky train to richmond. Then we realized too late that we needed to take a shuttle and missed it, so we had to wait for over an hour. While we waited we visited an information desk that wasn’t very helpful but very nice. Since we missed the shuttle we missed the ferry that we wanted to take. So we rescheduled our reservation for high tea. The ride from the ferry to victoria was beautiful, we had our own path separate from the highway. We got to Victoria in time for our reservation and drank some great tea in style (we were still wearing our cylcing gear, we kind of clashed). After tea we took our required photo shot at ‘mile 0’. We bike out of the city to the nearest campground, but since it was the long weekend it was full. The attendent suggested we camp in the park accross the road.

On Sunday we biked to nanaimo, other than my brake malfunctioning not much exciting happened along the way. Though it was really really nice. When we got to nanaimo we ate a nanaimo bar, unfortunately they don’t sell them in bars. We caught the ferry back to Vancouver and tried to figure out what I should do next. I ended up sleeping at a park near whytecliff, Andy went home so he could go to work on Monday (since he took Friday off).

When I was making breakfast Monday morning some people walked by and offered to let me use their shower. Since I hadn’t had one in a while I took them up on their offer. Afterwards I helped their daughter and her friend who were doing a project on PEI. From Vancouver I biked to Squamish and hiked up the chiefs, a really nice trail that if you are travelling in bc should do, though some people may find it difficult. I then went to the Howe sounds brewpub in town to have supper, their beer was very good. I camped a bit north of the city at Alice lake campground.

Tuesday was spent biking to whistler, it was a constant uphill. You get tired really fast. I’m in whistler at the wrong time, ski season is over and bike season hasn’t started yet. I had a pint a the local brewpub, not as good as Howe sound, but worth the stop.

Tomorrow ill be exploring the town a bit more, then I have to climb one of the hardest mountains of my trip.

Andy and I chillin' and having tea at the Empress

Andy and I chillin' and having tea at the Empress

Tha start!

Mile 0

Andy eating a Nanaimo Bar, in Nanaimo BC. Sadly, not in a bar.

Andy eating a Nanaimo Bar, in Nanaimo BC. Sadly, not in a bar.

Beautiful scenery on the sea-to-sky highway

Beautiful scenery on the sea-to-sky highway

After hiking up the Chiefs mountain

After hiking up the Chiefs mountain

Stats

  • Vancouver to Victoria: 96 Kms
  • Victoria to Horseshoe Bay: 120 Kms
  • Horseshoe Bay to Squamish: 66 Kms
  • Squamish to Whistler: 66 Kms

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Well, flying across the country is not something I will want to do too often. Cramped and long is the beat way to explain the flight.

But, I got here safe (at six in the morning, two local time). Now i just need to get some last minute stuff, then it’s off to Victoria tomorrow.

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Song

This song seemed appropriate:

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Boxed-Up

Well, Alice is all boxed up (yes, I named my bike Alice). And I’m doing my final packing, hopefully I’ll have enough room in my lugage for all my stuff.

Next comes the hard part of throwing away all the random crap that I’ll never need, and since people might be staying in my room when I’m gone I guess I should clean it up. Plus, I’ll be heading straight to NFLD after the trip, so not too much time to pack.

Last night I got together with a bunch of friends at a pub, it was nice to see everyone once more before I head out. Take care guys, and enjoy your summer.

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Mother’s Day

I haven’t been training as hard as I would like to these past couple of days. But, that’s what happens when you have a busy schedule I guess.

On Saturday I had my Convocation, I am now officially a graduate of UPEI with a Bsc (hon) in chemistry. And it feels great. I was expecting the ceremony to be long and dull, but it went by surprisingly fast, but didn’t feel rushed. Afterwards there were the prerequisite group pictures and random pictures, I don’t remember the last time that I’ve had this many pictures taken of me. Generally i’m the one who takes the picture, not being pictured.

After the ceremony and all the pictures a gang of Chemistry students went over to a friends place. It was a good time relaxing one last time with a group of friends. Hope to see you all soon, keep in touch.

On Sunday, mother’s day, I went out for a short bike ride with my parents. It was fun biking lazily, not bothering to keep myself at a fast tempo. Instead, we rode along chatting and looking at the scenery, Something I will have to remember to do during my trip. You have to stop and smell the roses every once and a while or else you might as well drive across the country.

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