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On the road again

July 3rd, 2009 2 comments


92km St. Albert to Vegreville

There’s a voice that keeps on calling me,
Down the road, that’s where I’ll always be.
Every stop I make, I make a new friend,
Can’t stay for long, just turn around and I’m gone again.

Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want to settle down,
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.
-Lyrics from the Littlest Hobo

Friedel considers a new career as a chimney sweep after cleaning the bikes.Canadians of a certain vintage know those words well: the theme tune to the Littlest Hobo television show, where a German Shepherd goes from town to town, helping people out of crises. We grew up on this homegrown version of Lassie and today we couldn’t get the song out of our head as we put bags back on our bikes after an extended break and hit the road one more time.

Ahead of us lie the prairies, stretching out in endless lengths of wheat fields. Behind us, the Rocky mountains and a wonderful and relaxing two weeks spent with Andrew’s sister Marlene and her husband Dave.

We won’t lie. It was hard to leave. As much as we had itchy feet, we also had those butterflies in our stomachs that seem to reappear every time we begin a new chapter in our trip and the sadness that comes with knowing you won’t see loved ones again for a very long time.

Oh sure, we’re back in Canada now but it’s a big country at some 7,000km from side to side so even if we settle here, family reunions will be too few and far between.

DSC_9092So it was hugs all around, a few tears and finally a quick wave as we pedaled off onto the Yellowhead Highway, loaded down with Marlene’s freshly baked cookies and a gourmet sandwich fit for 10 people in our bags. Destination Saskatoon, a good week down the road. Now some people say the prairies are boring… all those flat fields and not many towns but how can you call a place boring when it boasts such wonders as the world’s largest sausage, the world’s largest mallard duck and the world’s largest Ukranian easter egg all in the mere space of 100km?

The giant sausage in Mundere“Do you find this as tacky as we do?” two motorcyclists – James and Shana – asked as we took the obligatory photo by the giant sausage in Mundere. A little cheesy it might be but we love this kind of stuff. Some day we’ll do ‘Canada’s biggest tour’ and go all over the country snapping pictures by the biggest anything we can find. These ‘big things’ never fail to make us smile.

We smiled even broader as we arrived in Vegreville and discovered the town had kindly scheduled a free pancake breakfast in honour of our arrival. Okay, okay. It wasn’t for us. It’s a big festival but you can bet we’ll be there with our plates out at 8am. It’s a cyclist’s dream and the perfect way to fuel up for the road ahead.

 

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2 Responses to “On the road again”

  1. kim says:

    Hello there! I am the mother of James…one of the motorcylists that you met on your trip. You two are amazing! I thought my son and daughter-in-law were taking the voyage of a lifetime…your lifetime IS a voyage! My Texas cowboy hat is off to you! “May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.

    • andrew says:

      Hi there and thanks for such kind words. It was great to meet your son and daughter-in-law. We enjoyed swapping tips and stories with them. Take care and maybe one day we will see you in Texas.

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