It was a short ride into Prince George today ( Read more... )

I turned a corner and was back in the wilderness. Shortly after Mount Robson, Highway 5 forked off of 16 and took most of the trucks, and good chunk of the RVs with it. Somehow, when I was planning my route, I missed considering Highway 5: taking it would have put me in Vancouver in a week. Oh well. It also means I am no longer following the first ( Read more... )

I stayed at camp until noon soaking up the view. There is a differnce between pictures and views. Throughout this trip there have been many breathtaking views, places where I stop for a few minutes just to look around. Most of the time these are hard, and nearly impossible on my little point-and-shoot, to photograph. But the mountains are not like ( Read more... )

I drank my morning tea on the bank of the Snaring River surrounded by mountains. I was in no hurry to cycle out of the mountains again. I left the camp around noon and cycled into the town of Jasper ( Read more... )

Left at a good time in the morning and headed into Jasper. Jack, from Paradise Hill, had said there were no hills after Hilton. I had assumed, up until this point, that meant no hills until Hilton and that he had his comings and goings confused. But, he was right. I met one pretty good downhill dropping into the park itself, but no difficult ( Read more... )

It is mostly downhill from here ( Read more... )

It was just another day of highway. But a near perfect day for biking. Chug, chug. I feel slightly bad for racing through all of Alberta; I guess this province was more about seeing my sister than puttering through tiny villages. Besides, everybody is too busy making money -- the starting wage at 7-11 is $13/hour (which is comparable to the ( Read more... )

It was tough to get back my bike after a couple days off. I felt I could have stayed much longer and done more. But, the rest was good for my legs and biking was easy today ( Read more... )

It was another great biking day. I stopped in town for breakfast at the Vegreville Hotel. Later I discovered the A&W on the far end of town, so I stopped for a root beer ( Read more... )

I slept poorly, woken several times in the night by idling diseal pickups beside my tent. I woke up early, had a good breakfast and set out in a small headwind. The road was not busy (for a four lane road at least) and had a full lane of shoulder. It was also very boring, so the only thing to do was pedal ( Read more... )