wow, woke up 4am and we were on the road by 5am, cold cold morning, but the sky is blue and the sun is shining. what a beautiful day.
we made it to the border in about 6 hrs. the roads were nice, it was about 70+ deg out. So far no animals, just rough frost heaved roads.
the border crossing was uneventful, the guard seemed bored and ready to go home. By the time we hit beaver creek, about 10 mi E of the border, the first rain drops hit us. The sky was dark and angry.
I was so excited about the trip, I didnt care. Clint asked if i wanted to put my rain suit on (called frogs) but i thought "nah, it is just a few sprinkles.
we could only cruise along at about 40mph because the road is so tore up, big patches of deep gravel that grab your bike and send it off the other way. Rain so hard that it is now coming down my helmet and in thru the face shield (yes I was wearing a helmet).
so we pulled off on the side of the road and put our frogs on. Better late than never.
the road wouldnt get any better till the following morning, the frost heaves are so big that every time i went over one my butt would fly up in the air and thud down on my seat, knocking all the wind out of me!! I told clint when we stopped for the night "i think i fractured my kidney"
we stopped at destruction bay, around 930pm - whew 30 min before the kitchen closed. food never tasted so good!! the soup was hot, the coffee great and the people are so friendly.
they talked to us forever about everything, then told us all about the road ahead. I love canadians. what a happy group of people.
it took about an hour in the laundry room, drying all our gear, leather takes a long time to dry. I dont even remember my head hitting the pillow, all i remember was it was soft and dry.
we made it to the border in about 6 hrs. the roads were nice, it was about 70+ deg out. So far no animals, just rough frost heaved roads.
the border crossing was uneventful, the guard seemed bored and ready to go home. By the time we hit beaver creek, about 10 mi E of the border, the first rain drops hit us. The sky was dark and angry.
I was so excited about the trip, I didnt care. Clint asked if i wanted to put my rain suit on (called frogs) but i thought "nah, it is just a few sprinkles.
we could only cruise along at about 40mph because the road is so tore up, big patches of deep gravel that grab your bike and send it off the other way. Rain so hard that it is now coming down my helmet and in thru the face shield (yes I was wearing a helmet).
so we pulled off on the side of the road and put our frogs on. Better late than never.
the road wouldnt get any better till the following morning, the frost heaves are so big that every time i went over one my butt would fly up in the air and thud down on my seat, knocking all the wind out of me!! I told clint when we stopped for the night "i think i fractured my kidney"
we stopped at destruction bay, around 930pm - whew 30 min before the kitchen closed. food never tasted so good!! the soup was hot, the coffee great and the people are so friendly.
they talked to us forever about everything, then told us all about the road ahead. I love canadians. what a happy group of people.
it took about an hour in the laundry room, drying all our gear, leather takes a long time to dry. I dont even remember my head hitting the pillow, all i remember was it was soft and dry.
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