Friday, June 22, 2018

“…its about the journey, not the destination…”


     Logistics…I generally pack 7 days worth of clothes. Polo shirts, underwear, socks, a second pair of jeans, a pair of shorts, an old pair of Docksiders. On the GS1150 the left saddle bag is much smaller than the right one due to a cut out for the muffler. What I do is pack only soft things in the liner that goes in the left saddle bag, like three days clothes plus spare jeans and shorts, except for a spare bottle with distilled water in it for my CPAP machine. Hard stuff, like my CPAP machine, blue tooth speaker, “diddy bag” (toiletries, tooth brush, tooth paste, ect.) go in the right saddle bag. This allows me to take only one liner into the motel for 3 nights, then I take both in and the left liner becomes the dirty clothes “bag.” 

Lush, green farm land of British Columbia as I rode south out of  Prince George.

     Every 7 days I have to do laundry, which I did this morning at a laundromat in Prince George. It opened at 8am, so up and out of the motel by 7am, then breakfast at Tim Horton's. At the Laundromat by 8, clothes washer going by 8:08, done and out the door with clean clothes packed in the liners and on the  motorcycle by 9:45.  The ride this morning was wonderful. So very different from northern British Columbia. The mountains here were much smaller and green. LOTS of agriculture. The road was still great, mostly 2 lanes with passing areas frequently. 


Notice the clouds and how dark it had become. Soon I was riding in the heaviest rain of the trip.

     Stopped for lunch in Williams Lake. When I came out the weather had changed. Heavy clouds promising rain; and they delivered.  This afternoon I rode in the heaviest rain of the trip. The good news is that the rain only lasted 5 or 10 miles. The bad news is that I ran into more of it several times. 


I was totally amazed at the sight that greeted me as I left Cache Creek on BC97.
     The most amazing part of the day came when I made a left turn in the town of Cache Creek. Within a 1/2 a mile it was like I had been transported to the southwest of the US! The land was dry, and the plants looked like those you would see in a desert climate. The good part was that I left the rain behind. It was not coming in this direction. I don't think I've ever had such a dramatic change in such a short distance. REALLY dramatic!

Beautiful, but very reminiscent of the desert south west of the US.

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