What started out as a nice ride out of Grand Forks, turned into a can't feel my fingers/feet and am going to boost down the other side of the mountain as quick as possible to the promise of a warm shower. The Paulson summit was a 1535 meters, so it was officially the tallest mountain we've cycled up. Our original plan was to camp at a park near the summit, and then ride down the next day to Nelson. The camp ground turned out to not be open yet for the season (first one we came across in BC) but this was probably for the best, as setting up camp wet and cold would not have been a fun endeavor. At point there was so much rain coming down that the shoulder of the highway turned into a stream of water and gravel, needless to say, it wasn't the most pleasant couple of hours of cycling I've ever done. Instead we sprung for a hotel room in Castlegar--the first big town down the mountain--had a warm shower, drank some beer, and ate some pizza. Not so shabby. Right now Aiden and I are taking a rest day in Nelson, and are staying at my Uncle's house. A couple big days left in BC and then we will be onto the prairies.
2 comments:
Good Work guys!! I wish I could have the same experience, but work calls and school has to get finished!! Keep up the blog!!!
Happy Cycling!
ps: let me know when and where you guys will be hitting ontario!! I might have to join for a couple kilometres!!!
Norman
Can't believe you're doing this. And how exactly are you blogging? Are you carrying a laptop with you?
And in order the post this comment, the computer is forcing me to type this unintelligible word: hhcjsguk
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