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 »
It’s Sunday morning and after a fine breakfast of sourdough pancakes and sausage (kindly supplied along with much camraderie from our new friends Sam and Jo), we’re making a dash for the border. There’s no time for a longer update now. We’ve got about 80km to the border and much of it hilly, but we […] Read More »
Greetings from small town America. For your reading pleasure, as we pedal towards Glacier National Park, here are excerpts from the crime report, as published in the local Flathead Beacon newspaper. No, we’re not making this up: 12:30pm. At a Hungry Horse laundromat, someone took clothing that was not their own. 1:08pm. Someone thought that […] 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 »
