We set out from Guachochi towards Sinforosa Canyon on foot. We cover the 20 odd kilometres in a few hours with the help of a couple of lifts from locals in the back of pickup trucks.
We hike down to a suspension bridge that marks the end of vehicle roads and camp for the night in [...]
I cross the state line from Oregon into California with only an ancient map of California at my disposal. Each time I unfold it the paper tears and crumbles some more. The coastal cycle route is clearly signposted on the highway but, for no particular reason, I cut-off Highway 101 inland onto Route 197 towards [...]
Also tagged california, fish, friendsThe road drifts away from the shoreline as rocky cliffs give way to shifting sand dunes on Oregon’s coast.
I pass a sign indicating a campground and continue climbing to the top of a long hill. I am riding through forest on a still warm afternoon. Fireweed, a roadside companion that has been with me all [...]
I set off from Cape Lookout, riding along a road which winds along the cliffs high above the ocean.
After the racoon incident, I obviously need to replenish my supplies and I make a number of stops at various grocery stores in the towns I pass through during the day. I am irritated to discover that [...]
The rainy Pacific Northwest provides perfect growing conditions for funghi. Here are a few intriguing examples I saw in the forest around Forks.
Some, perhaps, are edible while others are definitely not. I wouldn’t, given my current state of knowledge, risk eating any of these. Please feel free to correct any error of identification or contribute [...]
I leave Chris’ house in Nanaimo and ride to Crofton and straight onto a ferry about to embark for Salt Springs. Going to Salt Springs takes me off Vancouver Island and away from the main highway and, better still, Jane and Eric have a cabin on the island. I have their address tucked away somewhere [...]
Also tagged a place to stay, berries, canada, friends, pacific oceanLasqueti is an island that comes with quite a fearsome reputation. It is off the grid, has few services or formal commercial enterprises and no vehicle ferry. Some people inform me that Lasquetians don’t really welcome outsiders and others merely resort to silent disapproval when I had tell them of my destination. Seeking information about [...]
Also tagged a place to stay, bibliophilia, canada, food, friends, pacific oceanI arrive at Prince Rupert, where I am invited to stay at Penny and Ian’s house, late on Monday morning. Penny and Ian are friends of Danusia, who I met in Whitehorse. It is three weeks now since I have set foot inside a house or, more importantly, had a hot shower. Penny welcomes me [...]
Also tagged berries, canada, hospitality, pacific oceanBefore I leave Kinaskan Lake, I ask the fisherman camped at the next site for some line. I bought a couple of lures in Dease Lake inspired by my tantalising near success at Cottonwood River, which was a fishing experience inspiring and frustrating in equal measure. I want to repeat my the attempt to catch [...]
Also tagged a place to stay, berries, camping, canada, cassiar highway, fish, on the highwayFinally I get on the road and see the boy that dropped by my camp last night and we agree to ride together for a while. He is good company, happy to stop and explore, to pick berries. We talk all day about our trips, the people we have met, adventures and the road. Our [...]
Also tagged a place to stay, berries, camping, canada, cassiar highway, rain