Word is that November is one of the wettest months here in the Vancouver area, but together with Paul and Jan and lots of raingear we are happy to take on the challenge and decide to cycle the backroads of Vancouver Island.
'The track between Butte and Helena towards Park Lake is the most challenging part of the whole Great Divide Mountain Bike Route', I read on the Adventure Cycling map. So, we give ourselves a day off in the mining town of Butte to prepare for this challenge. Stuffed with even more burgers (what else is there to eat in the US??) we hit the road to Basin on a paved climb to another continental divide crossing.
Here we are, 20 kilometers away from Whistler in British Colombia, Canada and my odometer jumps from 29.999 to 30.000 kilometers! It took us a while and we (I for that matter) are certainly not the fastest cyclists, but we definitaly enjoyed every meter of it. My heart jumps up too; full of pride and then instantly a more dark feeling emerges; the end of THIS journey is getting closer and closer...
So, what's it like to cycle on one of the world's most beautiful roads? The Icefield Parkway, 230 kilometer of pure pleasure or just hard work? Parallelling the Continental Divide, highway 93 goes straight through the Rockies with views of glaciers, turquois mountain lakes, white topped peaks and fast flowing rivers... that is... when the weather isn't working against you!
It must have been some perv to actually think about titties when seeing the Grand Tetons... Well, the guy was French, so maybe that says it all! ;) I can think of many things, but I don't associate those pointy rocks with boobies (maybe Elmar does?). We just crossed Snake River and are cycling along Jackson Lake. The sun is shining, it's a bit hazy, but we could have done worse with all the rainshowers we've had before.
Wow, it has been a while since we've posted a movie! So here it is: the Santos Travelmaster 2.9 with Pinion and Gates belt having fun on the Great Divide Mountain Bike Route.
With no more than one day left on our United States visa, we leave the States behind us and continue our ride into the last country we'll visit here in the Americas: Canada! The smoke doesn't care about borders though and follows us right into Canada as we cycle into Waterton National Park. I dare not ask for rain, since in 2010 I wished for it and it never stopped raining!
"Hi y'all folks, how u're doin?"
"Where ya from?"
"Ah, I have a cousin in Sweden. That's close to Holland, right?"
"Uh, sure, what's his name? Maybe we know him..."