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 […] Read More »
253km Cochrane to Winfield and a ride to Edmonton To call or not to call. We sat under a picnic shelter, hiding from the pouring rain and wind, in the hamlet of Winfield, debating this very question. A few days ago, Andrew’s sister Marlene, who’s been the most dedicated member of our support crew since […] Read More »
630km Lakeside to Cochrane The Rocky Mountains loom in front of us as we pedal up the western side of Flathead Lake to the tune of a steady stream of jumbo-sized RVs rumbling past. There’s no doubt about it. North Americans like their cars big and their campers even bigger. Motorhomes the size of a […] Read More »
780km Pendleton to Lakeside “Wow. I’ve got a lot of freckles on my arms. Wait. Is that dirt?” – Andrew (after 4 days without a shower) “I’m not whining. I’m just telling you how grumpy I am…. Okay. I’m whining.” – Friedel (after being told by Andrew to stop whining) Washington. Idaho. Montana. We’re pushing […] Read More »
There’s nothing you want to hear less than a loud crack, followed by the sound of metal shearing off your back rim when you’re going down a steep hill but sure enough, that’s what Andrew heard when we were cruising into Colfax yesterday. “Now what?” we asked ourselves? We’d certainly gotten our money’s worth out […] Read More »
