After many weeks of riding in fairly remote places, the last few days have been quite different. I now ride from one town to another, traveling lighter as I don’t need to carry as much food and water. I stayed an extra night in Smithers to meet a friend of friend, Francoi, who lives in Driftwood, just north of town. It was a good climb to get there, but it was worth it. Nice road, and nice company, not to…
It didn’t take long to live a few adventures as I started cycling alone again. After the Cassiar Hwy, the Yellowhead seemed much busier and less remote and I was blessed with a nice tailwind to start. The signs on the road now showed a new destination to aim for: Prince George. My first day was pretty short as I had planned to stop in a very small hamlet called Carnaby, where a kind Warmshowers host offered me to stay…
It’s been a while since I updated my blog but I almost never had access to the internet. But now the Stewart-Cassiar Hwy is behind me, and I am enjoying the luxury of staying in Smithers, a nice town where I have the privilege to stay at friends’ for the night. The StewartCassiar was a pretty amazing road to ride on. And I had a really great time sharing this leg of the journey with Rick and Deb, two adventurers…
It’s only been a couple of days since I wrote my last post (gotta take advantage of the few places where I can get internet access!) but I feel like this is a new chapter again! After a very lazy day in Nugget City, I rode a few kilometers on the Stewart-Cassiar to camp near a small lake. It’s become a habit now whenever possible: I jump into a lake when I am done riding. I love it. That night…
I am now at the Junction between the Alaska Hwy and the Stewart Cassiar Hwy, after almost a week of riding. Not many kilometers, but apparently that’s all I can manage, but I can’t complain, I had such a great time and met so many nice people. Not to mention the incredible weather, but it looks like I will finally have to get my rain gear out. Leaving Johnson’s Crossing, I was on my way to Teslin where an old…