The following is my journal from my solo bicycle adventure I took in May 2005 down the Oregon Coast and up through the mountains of central Oregon. The journal is as I wrote it eleven years ago, so please forgive the grammar and voice. This is my first solo adventure.
Thursday, May 5, 2005 (Salem, Oregon to Newport to South Beach State Park, 14 miles)
Today started off rocky when my Dad woke me up at 7:00am. I had a bad headache. After finishing my packing, Dad and I drove to Newport where I would begin my adventure. We ate lunch at Arby's and I was dizzy from anxiety. We unloaded my bike and gear and it was HEAVY! I thought I was gonna die! Dad was gonna meet me at South Beach State Park two miles away. However, he forgot about the huge bridge, so I had to walk the whole freakin' long bridge. At South Beach, Dad left me. I decided to try and ride to Beachside State Park, 17 miles away. Seven miles later, I felt dizzy and stopped at Huckleberry Hill. I laid down and felt like Mega-CRAP. I felt like I was gonna puke. Hours later, a car pulled up to check the mail. Someone who looked like Taffy Rabb, a family friend, got out and I used her phone to call Mom - not at church, talked to Taffy, called Dad!! A little while later I did throw up - twice - my curly fries. It was gross. I walked/rode my bike back to South Beach. A guy later offered to help, but I was good. I called home at South Beach and Mom said I'd be fine. I questioned why I'm doing this trip. I prayed and God answered and I got better. I pitched my tent and slept!
Friday, May 6, 2005 (South Beach to Carl G. Washburne State Park, 30 miles)
5:15am. I hear my tent rustle. Am I being attacked? I try to go back to bed. I hear it again. I look through the window and see something move. I notice my chicken bag missing. I open the tent cautiously and look to the right. I see a racoon eating my chicken. He turns around into attack mode, while I find my weapon of choice - a camera! I turn my phaser to stun (flash). I scared the coon and he deserved it for eating my breakfast! I couldn't get back to sleep so I packed up and left South Beach. Traveling south on Highway 101 I stopped at Lost Creek - cool place - took pictures. Between towns there are a lot of woodcarving places.
It began to rain on me some today. Great way to start my trip! I stopped frequently at viewpoints and take pictures! I stopped in Yachats to buy some food after Waldport. Traveled past Cape Perpetua and decided to go on to Carl Washburne State Park. Crossed over from Lincoln County to Lane County. Stopped at Alsea Bay - a beautiful place. The ocean is amazing. It never ceases to amaze me! At Carl Washburne State Park, I quickly pitched my tent and then took a shower. It felt good! I ate a bagel, then took a nap, at 3:00pm, then it was dark. I thought about lots while lying down.
Passed Seal Rocks, Devil's Churn and other chasms. The crashing waves were awesome.
Saturday, May 7, 2005 (Carl G. Washburne to Umpqua Lighthouse State Park, 50 miles)
I got up around 7 (16 hours of sleep - wow). I packed up after I paid the ranger lady and left about 8:00. I rode to Heceta Head and rode down to the beach cove. I didn't hike up to the lighthouse. I took some pictures and went back up. I rode over the bridge and went in the road and took a pic of the Cape Creek Tunnel. The tunnel was scary. The thundering of the cars - but it was fun. I stopped at several viewpoints. I have never seen so much of the ocean all at once - amazing. Panoramic. I stopped at the Sea Lion Caves - bought a postcard and a keychain. The caves cost $8.00 which is retarded. Needless to say I didn't go. But it was an awesome place. I rode into Florence and called home. I bought a foot long sub and ate at Taco Bell. Went to a bike shop - pumped up my tires and checked the pressure. Found a post office - sent my postcard. Rode through Glenada and stopped at Jesse Honeyman State Park at 2:00. I decided to move on. The road moved away from the ocean. A bunch of nothing for miles. Passed into Douglas County - Oregon Dunes - Dunes City - pretty cool place! Stopped at Oregon Dunes overlook - awesome! Went up huge hill - tired! Went down huge hill - relief! Rode though Gardiner, a small town. Rode through Reedsport - cool town. Rode into Winchester Bay - Rain and wind! I stopped at Windy Cove/Salmon off Route - wind and rain - right on bay, too open and windy. Rode up long hill to Umpqua Lighthouse State Park. I saw Robert Mitchell here at the hiker/biker site, a friend from college. I stayed with him. It's still raining. Put up tent in record-time! Ate sub and bagel and apple! 50 miles today at least. An eventful day! Goodnight - 9:12pm.
Sunday, May 8, 2005 (Umpqua Lighthouse to Sunset Bay State Park, 40 miles)
As I sit here in Sunset Bay listening to a family nearby playing games, I wish my own family could be here! As I eat my bagel, I thank God for the glimpses of blue and the small amounts of sunshine. First night without rain. My tent is laid out trying to dry itself. Today was a very frustrating day!! It started by going uphill. Bidding farewell to Robert (he was heading north, me south) after we prayed, I was on my way. After passing into Coos County I came to Lakeside. I had no trouble this morning despite the cold and drizzle. I finally came to Oregon's Bay Area. Going across a huge bridge, I entered North Bend. At the visitor's center, the lady told me about the bike route and two clipper ships in the bay - last day here. I entered Coos Bay and saw the two ships - very cool! After some time I found the road connecting Coos Bay and the bike route - after calling hoe - no answer - busy signal. Half way up Ocean Blvd. my chain quit and caught. An hour later I got it uncaught, but it was still messed up. Walking/riding to the highway, I was mad. Along the highway I was cursing and praying for my bike. I entered Charleston. A nice old lady I met at the visitor's center. I called home for the fifth time today - BUSY! Dang it! More frustration! After deciding what to do, I rode 5 miles out of the way to Sunset Bay - called home!! Happy Mother's Day! Went down the road several miles to Simpson Reef - 100s of sea lions. Bike chain still screwed - please pray! My chain quit on the uphill - unsympathetic cars drove on by. I was so mad and frustrated today.
Monday, May 9, 2005 (Sunset Bay to North Bend - Motel 6, 25 miles)
Today was sucky! I don't know how else to describe it. I woke up to lots of rain! I had to get to a bike shop to fix my dumb bike. The closest one was 14 miles north in North Bend. In the downpour I rode to North Bend. I felt like I was riding in the ocean! At Sunset Bay, calling Dad, trying to know what to do, a lady saw my miserable self and knocked on the phone booth. I turned around, opened it and she gave me some hot chai tea and a cookie!! In North Bend I found the bike shop - replaced the rear chain bracket thing, the old one was busted. He told me of a motel to stay in. so I headed down to Motel 6 on 101 - shower, got dry, dried tent, etc...slept in nice bed!! Watched movies!
Tuesday, May 10, 2005 (North Bend to Bullards Beach State Park, 40 miles)
Today was a mega-sucky day! I left the warm motel and headed back to Charleston. Called Dad. Today was worse than yesterday. The rain never stopped. 2-4 inches of rain - the most rain in Oregon at the time - and I was in the center of it all! My gloves were like sponges. I couldn't feel my toes or my whole hands. I needed to go to Bandon - 27 miles away. So that's what I did. 27 miles in a huge downpour - everything wet - shivering - could barely see - felt delusional - seemed to hallucinate. I thought Seven Devil's Road would never end. Now I know why they call it Seven Devils. A truck zoomed by me and splashed me - a huge tidal wave coming over me. Sorry God, change my attitude. You are there protecting me. I know it. My life isn't over yet. Forgive me of my despair and frustration! Please! Shortly after I arrived in Bandon, the rain held up. What are the odds. I looked for a motel or hostel - Dad suggested a yurt. I finally decided to ride back a mile to Bullards Beach State Park. That was a nice park except for one thing - death defying mosquitoes. Huge bugs everywhere - I thought I was gonna get malaria! I dried some of my things and took a shower!
Wednesday, May 11, 2005 (Bullards Beach to Humbug Mountain State Park, 40 miles)
The LORD is good. Beautiful day! The storm halted for a time. Got sun burnt! Ouch! I rode through some small communities today. Langlois - stopped off at the library - nice little town. Denmark - where is it? Here is a sign but no town! Sixes - small town and rode on by. Port Orford - nice views of the ocean here! Called Dad. I made it to Humbug Mountain. Windy place. Set up tent - blew across camp. A guy with his dog helped me hold it down while I staked it! Set up camp and went poop. Found my way to trailhead - hiked Humbug Mountain - 3 miles straight up with switch backs - brought back memories. Took hours - nice view at the summit, well not really. I know why it's called Humbug Mountain! A small glimpse of the ocean behind the tree line. I climbed down - legs are SORE! At camp I walked to the beach and saw an otter trying to swim.
Thursday, May 12, 2005 (Humbug Mountain to Harris Beach State Park, 50 miles)
What a long day! 50-60 miles today. Nice weather for a change. Started at 8:00 - arrived in campground at 4:00pm. Today was all about hills hills hills! Huge hills! Huge uphills - downhills - winding hills - sore butt hills!! My legs and bum are sore!! Tons of ocean views today. I thought I'd never make it to Harris Beach - 2 miles north of Brookings. Well, I'm here. Only one main town on the way - and that was Gold Beach. I'm even more sun burnt now. The shower tonight was a bit rough. Tomorrow I head for Cali - LORD willing.
Friday, May 13, 2005 (Harris Beach to Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park, 30 miles)
I made it passed Brookings into California! Called home at Smith River. I made it finally to my turning point - Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park. Only $3.00 for a hiker/biker site! The phone's out of order and the visitor's center is closed. I went for a walk down a nature trail. The redwoods are giant trees man! I feel so small next to them. Ate some food and went to bed to rest muscles.
Saturday, May 14, 2005 (Jedediah Smith to Crescent City & back to Jedediah Smith, 20 miles)
Even though I haven't seen a lot of the redwoods, I've seen enough to know how big my God is! I spent most of the day in Crescent City doing laundry, eating, calling, etc... It was a 20 mile round trip up hills. This was supposed to be my rest day. Oh well. I asked God for strength. Hopefully I won't have a bloody nose tonight like the last two nights! I called before laundry again - not enough credit? As I passed the theater, was tempted to see Kingdom of Heaven, but got to the task at hand.
I'm sitting on the bank of Smith River. What an awesome river - like something out of a movie - a western or a medieval movie. It's pretty awesome. I decided to wade in the water some - cold but it felt oh so good. Very cold - but nice!! Saw a deer - one time without my camera!
Sunday, May 15, 2005 (Jedediah Smith to Valley of the Rouge State Park, 100 miles)
I rode at least 100 miles today. I began at 8:00am. - arrived at 9:30pm. Three counties, 11 towns, uphills, downhills, rain and shine. I left the Redwoods - came to Panther Flat, then Grassy Flat (closed), finally to Patrick Creek - phone still did not work. I followed the mountain highway along Smith River. Stopped at a rest area to eat lunch. Crossed a long tunnel and came back to Oregon. I entered O'Brien...8 miles of flatness to Cave Junction. I sent a postcard and had something at Dairy Queen. I rode 30 miles to Grants Pass. I got confused on which way to go. I ended up in Rouge River. Went six miles in the wrong direction to Gold Hill. Finally got good directions and rode 6-8 miles in the dark to Valley of the Rogue State Park - followed the river - a hidden park, very hard to find. There were a few very small street signs directing me to the park. I saw a deer bounding along the railroad tracks while I was riding along, saw another deer staring at me. Took a picture of him. Set up tent in the dark quietly by an RV - took a shower, went to bed.
Monday, May 16, 2005 (Valley of the Rouge to Joseph H. Stewart State Park, 40 miles)
Today I headed NE and came back to Gold Hill - passed Sams Valley. I rode many miles to Shady Cove where I ate lunch and waited for the rain to stop. I rode to Lost Creek Reservoir - huge hill! It started to pour rain. CRAP. Not again. I was unprepared this time - everything got soaked. There was a 6% downgrade for a mile and rode to Stewart State Park. Found bathroom, put bike in bathroom - took a shower, dried off. Finally - sun - then rain - then sun - then rain - saw a rainbow. This is Oregon. Got tent up, looked at lake, huge bug in tent - it fell into my trap - dead bug! Rain again - fell asleep to the rain on my tent.
Oh, and a dog chased me today - of course. No surprise there.
Tuesday, May 17, 2005 (Joseph Stewart State Park, 00.00 miles)
Woke up with a bad headache. I stayed here at the state park another day. Rain on and off. Took a shower to keep warm! It was oh so cold. Walked the 2.3 mile trail along the lake to the marina and back.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005 (Joseph Stewart to Diamond Lake, 46 miles)
Today was cold, wet and miserable. Everything was soaked. And I mean everything! It rained all day long. I was freezing and it was all uphill - practically all 46 miles. It took me forever to get to Diamond Lake. Nice views of the mountains though. My body is numb - entire body. I put up my tent and the tent, inside and out is wet - everything is wet! Bathrooms are locked and no showers. I went to bed shivering! Saw lots of snow here and on my way - over 5000 feet in elevation. My breath was almost pure white - COLD!!
Thursday, May 19, 2005 (Diamond Lake, 00.00 miles)
Today I relaxed at Diamond Lake despite the intense cold. I am freezing. Walked 3 miles to the store and back to keep warm. I talked with Dad. It warmed up - but still cold. Rain - shine - rain - shine - can't make up its mind.
Friday, May 20, 2005 (Diamond Lake to Rosland Campground near La Pine, 70 miles)
Man, today I thought I was in Never Never Land - clouds, rain, sun, snow, mountains, desert, wind, hail, vultures," Kamikazi Bugs" I got everything. Kamikazi bugs were these nasty little bugs that kept flying into me as I rode along. I would slap them on my legs and body... Out of Diamond Lake I hit Cascade Summit (5,925 feet) From there I descended at least a 1000!! The route I wanted to take didn't happen - a scenic mountain road that would ascend to over 7,000 feet and it just opened 3 days ago - so there would be snow and cold temps. I rode about 70 miles today to La Pine - I'm at Rosland Campground. A small little place. Cheap! ($2.00/night)
Saturday, May 21, 2005 (Rosland Campground, 10 miles)
Today I relaxed at Rosland Campground. Went to Dairy Queen, called home, fixed toe clips, did a workout. I need to go to a bike shop tomorrow in Bend. Weather today was nice - hot in my tent though. But I'll take it! The camp host is a very nice man!
Sunday, May 22, 2005 (Rosland to Bend to Tumalo State Park to Sisters, 50 miles)
I woke up early today - cold!! 5:00am. I laid in bed for about 1.5 hours and then got ready - an early start. I left about 7:00am - maybe a bit earlier. The day slowly warmed up - a change for me!! It was cold at times. I got to Bend at 9:30am - 30 miles. What a crazy city! Hard to find stuff. Confusing. Found a bike shop barely. I decided to move on to Tumalo State Park to meet Mom and Dad who were driving out from Salem. What an awesome view of the mountains - Three Sisters! Mom and Dad arrived - with Kissi dog!! She was excited to see me. Dad rode with me to Sisters - had ice cream and met Mom at the Best Western. There was a huge headwind against us the entire way! Sorry Dad, who was normally my navigator back home. Today was awesomely gorgeous! Sun came out finally! Horray! We had pizza and Dad and I sat in the hot tub - AWW, feels good on my muscles! So good. Slept good in a bed! Slept with dog!
Monday, May 23, 2005 (Sisters to Jack Creek, 20 miles)
Woke up with another bad headache - no fun! Had an awesome breakfast in the motel! We all packed up and Dad and I rode out to Jack Creek - 20 miles or so - an amazing day - best day yet. Can't believe how nice and warm it is - a bit cool, but a whole lot better than what I was used to earlier in the trip. We met Mom at Jack Creek and ate some lunch. Mom and Dad and Kissi got ready to leave and left me at Jack Creek. It has a different look to it - but still the same. Hiked to the headwaters and around - lots of the forest has been burned and trees are down. Clouds look like a painting - a picture - what an amazing God we serve!! It's a bit chilly here, but paradise to what lies behind me! Thank you LORD!! The pink clouds and sky is awesome. The islands are really cool - a good place to film a movie! I saw 4 deer in my campsite tonight. I saw them bound away, their white tails sticking up in the air. God is good! Ouch, a mosquito! Made a fire! The first of the trip - "With this, I make fire!"
Tuesday, May 24, 2005 (Jack Creek, 00.00 miles)
I woke up to a woodpecker! I am cold this morning but it will warm up - the sun/Son is shining!! Creatures invaded my camp last night! I would move and make a noise, then I would here footsteps or hooves scurry away. What a gorgeous day God has created for me! I hiked down to the headwaters again, climbed the hill, looked at the mountains, walked down the road, did a lot of walking...a nice change to life in the saddle. I explored the islands some more too. Tonight I built a N.I.C.E. fire (Nuclear, Insane, Chaotic and Explosive)! That's how fires should be. I burned everything in sight - all the stuff I had and then some. This was my last night here. The trees were scared and so was my hair! Good night and Delicious Dreams!!
Wednesday, May 25, 2005 (Jack Creek to Detroit Lake State Park, 55 miles)
As I sit here looking out at Detroit Lake and the mountains beyond, I think about the day. Wow - God is so good! I got a late start this morning, leaving Jack Creek just before 9:00. I was tired from the previous eventful day. All that relaxing did me in. I saw two more deer this morning on my way to the headwaters to fill my water bottles A seven mile uphill was waiting for me just out of Jack Creek. At 11:20am I made it to Santiam Pass (4815 feet). From there I descended at least 3000 feet. Both Hwy 20 and 22 have lots of construction and road/bridge work on them. At times the wind would push me backwards. I saw great views of Black Butte, Mt. Washington, Mt. Jefferson and 3-toed Jack - oops, I mean Three Fingered Jack!! The day was breezy and hot! Got to Detroit at 2:00 - about 55 miles today! Chipmunks are all around me - at least 4 or 5 chasing each other, climbing on my bike and panniers - picnic table, practically on my lap - obviously not afraid of e - yet! One just licked where Kissi licks - they're making funny noises - I'm being attacked and invaded it seems. My lower, right leg is throbbing with pain. Took a shower - feel better!
Thursday, May 26, 2005 (Detroit Lake to Silver Falls State Park, 50 miles)
This morning I was invaded, not by chipmunks, but by ducks - at least 4. They came in from the water front. They wanted my bagel I think. I had to fight them off. I left Detroit Lake at 8:20am. Two miles later, at Detroit Dam, I felt extremely dizzy - I couldn't ride anymore - could barely walk in a straight line. Well, I managed to get to a cutoff to lay down behind a guardrail for over an hour, two maybe. I was praying! I took pills, drank water. I finally got up, ate some frosted animal cookies and felt better and rode on. At about 11:30 I made it to Gates where I called Dad to explain what happened - there was no phone at the rest area (5 miles from where I laid). In Mill City I got a fat ice cream cone and smothered myself with sunscreen. This was by far my hottest day out! - in the 90s or more! Still got sunburnt - ha! I made it to Sublimity at 2:00. Silver Falls was 12 miles from there. At 4:30 I made it to Silver Falls at last - longest 12 miles of my life! My Dad had mentioned over the phone it was all down hill to Silver Falls. I'm not sure if he was playing a cruel joke or was just ignorant of geography. But it was all uphill - the entire way!! There were some rolling hills - and all this in the scorching heat - no shade - had to pee the whole time - had a headache and no cold water - water bottles all had hot water in them. I almost threw up from dehydration and exhaustion! I could barely walk my bike, let alone ride it.
I saw half a deer today.
The last two miles were straight down - took seconds. I went less than 6mph the whole time up! I was drenched with sweat - my whole body was liquid! I would never have thought when I began this trip that I would complain about the heat! Well, God is good - I made it, got water, took a shower and ate food! Feel much much much better - Praise the LORD! My bed is awaiting.
Hey, another touring cyclist pulled into the site next to mine! Looks like he has a similar tent - different but pretty similar. His name is Michael, from Mcminville. He's getting ready for a trip from Montana to Boston. He wants to do it next week. First time he's done this. He rode from Champoeg (my starting point essentially) and doing a three-day trip in preparation. He asked my advice on packing and stuff. He's a nice guy. I ate cornmeal mush with him and we talked some more.
About 50 miles today I rode again! Mosquitoes are attacking me - Hayyah!! I'll karate chop them if I have to! My tent smells!
Friday, May 27, 2005 (Silver Falls to Canyonview Camp, Silverton, Oregon, 20 miles)
Today I woke up early and decided to hike the 8.5 mile Canyon Trail - Trail of the Ten Falls (There's actually 11). I had the entire trail to myself for the vast majority of the trip - up until Double Falls at the end of my hike. Then, swarms of kids began to travel in groups opposing me. It must've been some kind of massive field trip or something! I took the Rim Trail back to South Falls Lodge and saw tons of kids and people everywhere - seven school buses!! Got back to my campsite & called Dad! - saw a slug. Took me about 4.5 hours - walking/hiking!! Legs are poooooooooooooped!! Anyway, I'm back - got my stuff all packed up and ready to go and hit the road one last time.
I also hiked the closed trails too. Don't tell anyone!! Down to Lower South Falls. Now I know why they closed it. Washed out trail and stairs - dangerous! But that's how I roll!
Beautiful scenery and water mist - water falls crashing down. Been here a hundred times but every time it's awesome! God is good! Well, I made it to Silverton about 3:30 - left at 1:45, rolling hills - last 4 miles downhill practically in the beating sun! but God remains to be good! I'm eating a Moolatte @ DQ! I deserve it! Muahaha! I made it! Despite the lack of faith in my siblings! Thanks for the faith in me Mom and Dad, LORD and me too!
Wildlife I saw
Deer, crickets, flies, bees, mosquitoes, ants, earwigs, horses, cows, sheep, woodpeckers, blue jays, llamas, dogs, cats, chipmunks, squirrels, racoons, slugs, snails, birds
Counties (13)
Lincoln, Lane, Douglas, Coos, Curry, Del Norte, Josephine, Jackson, Klamath, Deshutes, Jefferson, Linn, Marion
National Forests (8)
Siuslaw, Siskiou, Six Rivers, Rogue River, Umpqua, Winema, Deschutes, Willamette
Total Approximate Mileage Distance
800 miles
*Note: The following pictures were taken from a disposable camera. Please excuse the quality.
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Canadian Bike Trip 1998 Journal - my very first bike tour!
The following is my journal from my very first bicycle adventure I took
in August 1998 when I was 13 years old. I went as a small group as part of Canyonview Camp's Canadian Bike Trip The rough account is as I wrote it sixteen years ago, so please
forgive the grammar and voice. This is my very first bicycle camping trip and this trip and the two subsequent Canadian trips in 1999 and 2001 is what got me hooked on bicycle adventure travel. Enjoy.
"On Monday, August 17th, we left Canyonview Camp's parking lot at about 9:30am. Matt Price, our leader was driving. At noon we stopped at a park to eat lunch. We drove through Portland, across the Columbia River and into the state of Washington until the 13 of us bikers arrived in Port Angeles. Matt parked the van in a parking lot by a gas station. When that was done, everybody helped unscrew and unwrap the bikes in the trailer that the Silverton Church van was pulling along.
We finally got on our front wheels and rode our bikes a quarter of a mile to the ferry we caught at 5:15. The ferry to Vancouver Island was approximately two hours long.
We cycled six miles to Fort Victoria Campground and stayed there a night. During our stay,, we met a guy camping right next to us. He told us that he rode his bicycle from New York to Fort Victoria where we were camped that night. That is amazing! Also the same night when I wandered into the bathrooms (which are washrooms in Canadian) and a guy saw me wearing my Canyonview green staff shirt and he said, "I like your shirt, it says 'I am too, we are Ambassadors for Christ!'" Either the first or second night, Matt got borrowed a guitar from a fellow camper and led us in songs such as 'Sweet Adoration, Tear Drop, Father I adore you, As the deer, and All in All.' He did that one during the trip also.
Early in the morning we set off to Brentwood Bay and caught the 1:15 ferry to Mill Bay and cycled toward Chemainus and camped at Bald Eagle Campsite. At that campsite they had a playground filled with little noisy kids. At Bald Eagle I called Dad to tell him I made it. That day we cycled 40 miles.
On Wednesday we cycled to Nanaimo, caught the 1:00 ferry to Horseshoe Bay near Vancouver. We then caught a 3:30 ferry to Langdale, cycled to Gibons and on to Bonniebrook Campsite. The day before Eric (one of the bikers) had trouble with his bike - one of his screws from the gear shifters came loose and fell off while biking. At first they duct taped his gear shifters and he could not shift gears for the rest of the day. The next day he spent an hour and a half in the bike shop fixing his bike up. We cycled 35 miles that day.
On Thursday, the group cycled to Madeira Park and stopped at Lowes Resort Campground. We cycled 38 miles that day.
The next day on Friday, the bikers cycled 12 miles to Earls Cove and while waiting for the 12:25 ferry, we all bought ice cream at an ice cream parlor nearby. When the ferry came, we went to Saltery Bay and cycled to Lang Bay. On the way to Seabreeze Resort Campground, the group stopped on a bridge, locked the 13 bikes up and went down an off trail to what they call "7 Pools," to go swimming. Everybody except Zeb and I jumped off a 40 foot or so waterfall into a 20 foot deep pool of water. That night at Seabreeze Resort there was a trampoline to play on by the beach. Matt would do flips front and back and sideway flips. At that sight there were these two dogs that were always around us bikers. There was a Black Lab and a Golden Retriever that looked exactly like Roscoe and Gunner (except for the tail). He looked like he had two! Those two dogs were bugging all of us. At night we had a campfire on the beach and the dogs were bugging Gary, Eric, Zeb and I. The black lab especially liked me during our stay. He was the most whiny dog I have ever seen in my life (more than Kissi). The black lab also looked like he was limping around the whole time.
In the morning I woke up with the black lab in my face. The golden retriever woke up Gary. Marilyn, one of the leaders, told Gabe to give the left over eggs and muffins to the dogs. The first plate they fought over. So Gabe gave them their own plate. They ate it in two seconds flat or at least the golden retriever did. The black lab took longer. Not too much longer, the golden retriever left and went toward the beach. Later the black lab smelled him and followed to the beach. Most everyone went down to the beach to finish their quiet time that day. At the beginning of the trip, Matt gave us a quiet time booklet. We were studying Ephesians. Each day we read a couple of verses and did what it says - such as "Rewrite each of the verses in your own words." When I finished quiet time I was playing catch with the two dogs with a stick. I was also loving on the black lab. I thought they would end up following us the next morning. We cycled 26 miles that day.
The next morning we cycled to Powell River, then went on to Lund and stayed at Lund RV Park Lund was a beautiful little fisherman's town. It had an ice cream parlor where we all bought refreshing ice cream cones. We bought stuff from the general store also. Stacy, one of the other leaders bought a frisbee earlier and Nick, Eric, Gary, Zeb, Scott and I were playing 500 with his frisbee. When Nick was the person throwing it, he said, "Whoever brings the frisbee to me, himself gets to be the thrower." So when he threw it, all five of us tackled for the frisbee. Ten hands were on the frisbee when it split into four pieces. Stacy was watching the whole thing when it broke. Nick and Gary later duct taped it together. Later on we all paid $50 for the frisbee and gave the money to Stacy. At the Lund general store (which was a very small store for just a small town), I bought a few candy bars and a 600ml pop - Bargs Cream Soda. Throughout the whole trip, I bought Bargs Cream Soda and Cursh Cream Sode - 600ml. Only once did I buy a 2 liter Bargs. Both Bargs and Crush were red sodas. Bargs Cream Soda tasted exactly like Big Red from Texas. They were both really good though! That day we rode 30 miles.
The next day there was a shaggy dog that took a liking to our group. When we woke up, we ate a quick breakfast, locked our bikes up and caught a water taxi. The shaggy dog got on the boat and wanted to go with us but then the captain/driver put him off. The water taxi was headed for Savery Island. The water taxi dropped us off and we took a short walk across the small island to the opposite beach. We stayed there all day and played on the beach. While we were there, the group played ultimate frisbee with Stacy's duct taped frisbee (it did not break anymore). Then we had fun in the ocean and on the hot beach. After we did that for awhile, Eric, Scott, Andrea and I buried Iyana and shaped the sand around her as a mermaid. We had lunch from the items we brought with us in backpacks. During lunch, Zeb dropped the peanut butter in the sand along with the knife, so we did not have any peanut butter for lunch that day. After lunch, most everybody helped bury Mike, Marylin's son, and made him with big biceps. A lot of the bikers took pictures of both Iyana and Mike and later we buried Matt sitting up and made him driving a race car. Identical sea shells were his two mirrors and another was his steering wheel. We took pictures of him too.
Later, Eric and I tried to build a medieval sand castle with two tall towers, but we weren't very successful. So we gave up. While that was going on, others were making a sand octopus from Matt's sand race car remains. Nick started to build a log fort (shade area) and so was Gabe later on. Zeb and Gary found a really tall, skinny log with a yellow rope and said it would or could be Canyonview's flag pole. It was heavy! After they played with that a while, Zeb found a really flat board and ran toward the ocean with it. He was going to use it as a surfboard. He was not very successful. So he stopped. I was sitting on a log with others, Eric was reading his book he brought. I saw Iyana's sprite bottle a couple of feet away from us, so I threw a rock at it to see if I could knock it over. I hit it dead center. I then got the yellow mini football that Stacy found earlier and played catch with Matt. I filled the football with a bunch of sand so it was heavy. I threw it at the bottle. Iyana saw Eric and I throwing the football at it so she moved it. I put it back. We continued. Gary, Scott, Eric, Zeb and I were then throwing the two-thirds full sprite bottle around. We threw it against some rocks and threw it backwards and forwards far in the sand and this bottle never broke. Some tough bottle! We also kicked it around everywhere. Finally Zeb picked up a big stick and said for me to pitch it to him. so I did. He hit it with the stick. The bottle, filled with sprite, burst it's top. Sprite went everywhere. We all laughed.
That day I kept my shirt off while we were on the island. I baked in the sun. My upper arms, my shoulders, my whole back, nose and my chest were all so red and pink from sun burn. That sun burn peeled a lot. It still peels as I write this letter/journal today. My legs, lower arms and face all got really tan!
When we were about to leave Savery Island, Eric and I saw the fort that Nick had built earlier. Eric picked up one end of a big, heavy board and said "Penn, get the other end." So I did. We started to charge toward Nick's fort. We yelled, "Charge!" and conquered half of Nick's fort. We then glanced up and saw Gabe's fort in the distance. Eric and I needed Scott for this one. We all picked up a huge log and charged Gabe's fort and conquered it completely. We then turned around and charged Nick's fort again, but only this time we completely conquered it. The three us together declared, "We conquered Savery Island." We saw yet another fort far away from our settlement. But only this fort had some people in it and around it. Eric and I saw some cute girls in that fort and we told each other, "If we conquer that fort, there will be a prize in it for us!" We decided to leave them instead. Every night later in the trip when Eric and I saw planes go toward Savery Island, we kept on saying that 'we already conquered it, but the planes are conquering it again!'
At 5:00, we packed up and went across to the other beach, went out along the really long dock and waited for the water taxi to return. When we arrived at this beach, all 13 of us saw this old group of old men and women on the beach and playing some sort of game. They were throwing or rolling "balls," which looked from this distance like coconuts. Out in the middle of nowhere Andrea thought it was some sort of croquet. But instantly I thought it was bocce ball. I still think it is to this day. While we were waiting several of us bikers jumped off the dock several times into the water. One of the two water taxis came back to pick up a group and left. It was not ours because it was wood. Ours was metal. When it came, we left for Lund and slept there another night. That was a fun filled day!
At one of the earlier campsites (Lowes Resort I think), there was a little swimming area. When we arrived, some of us went swimming and stood on an underwater statue which was visible in the morning as the tide went out. They also played on a surfboard and took pictures.
Matt woke everybody up very very early Monday morning - 5:45am. We ate a quick breakfast and got ready to go. Marylin, the girls (Andrea and Iyana) and Gabe left around 6:15 because they were part of the "slow group." The "middle group" left next, Scott, Eric and myself about 15 minutes later. The rest of the group left a little bit after that. I caught up with the slower group shortly. We all stopped at the same gas station to wait for everybody where the guy recommended Dinner Rock Campsite. The reason we left so early was because of two viscious dogs on either side of the road. The slow group would wake them up but get by them safely...then the rest of us would pedal for our lives. Stacy's panniers were ripped from the dogs and mine even got scratched some. After we filled our water bottles we rode from Lund to Powell River 20 miles away to catch a ferry to Comox and cycled to Bowser Bills Resort. That day we rode 61 miles.
The next day we left Bowser Bills Resort and cycled through Qualicum Beach, had lunch at Parksville and cycled through Nanaimo and stopped at Living Forest Campsites on the Nanaimo River. That night we saw what looked like a forest fire across the river. It kept getting bigger and bigger, and we at first thought it was a factory until it grew bigger and brighter. We then forgot about it. Later that night, Gary, Zeb, Eric, Gabe and I were sitting around the fire. I was holding a stick in the fire, shifting some logs, playing with the fire when all of a sudden a huge spark flew up and landed right into my left shoe. I felt the burn quickly - so bad that I jumped up, ripped off my shoe with all my might and threw it clear across that camp toward the tent, that they had to move away from the fire earlier. Later I saw that the spark burnt a little rubber and leather out of my shoe and burned a hole in my sock and burned my foot. It hurt that night and the whole next day. I still have y mark on my left foot that the spark left. That day we cycled 42 miles.
The next day we cycled from Living Forest to Chemainus and stopped to see the murals and have lunch. The murals are awesome! In Chemainus I bought a couple key chains to add to my collection, and also a cheap pocket knife. Chemainus was a beautiful town. When the group left Chemainus, we cycled to Crofton and caught a 3:30 ferry to Salt Spring Island where we saw the "forest fire." We cycled past it and realized it was just a small factory on the island. We stayed at Cedar Beach Campsite. Cedar Beach contained a swimming pool, a hot tub and a sauna. We all had fun with all that. We hung out with other campers in the pool and hot tub. That night we ate really good steak. That day we cycled 35 miles.
One of the other campgrounds I remember had a ping pong table and a basketball hoop. I played both of those exciting things.
The next day was our last day of hard cycling. That day we cycled to Ganges, then to Fulford Harbor. During that stretch, one of the girls, Iyana, crashed her bike on the biggest hill that day. When I was riding along with Scott right behind me, we reached the biggest hill and went down it at approximately 35.5mph. That was the fastest I went the whole trip. We turned the corner and we saw Iyana's bike in the middle of the road, with her standing right next to it. Gabe was stopped and Andrea was going back toward her. Scott and I thought everything was alright. We thought something was wrong with her bike or something like that. We were going too fast to see anything like she was bleeding or anything. Luckily Stacy and Marilyn were behind us so they stopped and flagged down a van coming their way. He gave Iyana a ride. Mike came to where we were stopped and yelled, "Did you see Iyana? She is in the van." We zipped to the ferry where the van was parked. Gabe came yelling, "She biffed it hard." After the 11:00 ferry to Swartz Bay, our plan was to eat lunch at the Butchart Gardens in Brentwood Bay. Instead we ate lunch by the hospital. Iyana had bandages all across her left leg and left arm. Some of the other bikers carried all of her packs so she could ride her bike unburdened.
Earlier, we had a snack at Mickey's (from Canyonview - she is in charge of the junior counselors) parents' place.
We then cycled to Fort Victoria Campground in Victoria. That night we put Canadian pennies on the train track. The train ran right next to our campsite and the train ran over them and flattened them. I have one as a souvenir. They did that more too. That day we cycled 32 miles.
In the morning, along with other mornings, my sleeping bag was drenched with dew and there were slugs on my saddlebags. Also that morning, Matthew (Marilyn's oldenst son) and Chuck (Woodchuck) met us there. We locked up our bikes and walked down to the bus stop. We took the bus to downtown Victoria. We spent all day there in the city sightseeing. We saw the Parliament Buildings (at night too! all lit up!), Empress Hotel and we went to the Royal British Columbia Museum. Those were fun. We then ate lunch by the Parliament Buildings. We split into groups and looked around the city of Victoria. I was with Eric and Scott. We all bought ice cream and went and looked through stores where I bought postcards and a lot of key chains along with other items. We had fun that night. While hanging out at the waterfront that evening, a girl approached Eric, Scott and me saying, "It looks like you guys need something to do tonight." We looked at each other a bit nervously. She handed us a pamphlet of some sort and we laughed about it later. But it turned out that it was only a concert or something of that sort that she was inviting us to. We all met at a statue across from the Empress Hotel and went to Pizza Hut. It was just around the corner from Zombie's Pizza. Matt said we did not go there because he did not want anybody to be scared of the vampires and zombies. Everybody stuffed themselves with so much pizza we were about to puke. Two or three bikers actually did - in Pizza Hut's "washroom."
Later we had fun listening to the bands on the street like "Shillelagh." Then we took the bus back to Fort Victoria Campground - right after we enjoyed ourselves in Chinatown. We stayed there another night.
On the morning of Saturday, August 29 we cycled 6 miles to catch a 10:30 ferry and cycled a quarter of a miles to the parked van. We then drove a couple of miles to a park to eat lunch. We drove to Portland and dropped off Gabe with his Dad. Then we drove to back to Canyonview Camp. We said our goodbyes and went home - went our separate ways.
We caught all of our ferries and I stayed in the "middle riding group" the whole time with Zeb.
It was an experience of a lifetime...and more adventures have followed...
Canyonview Camp's 1998 Canadian Bike Adventure
Itinerary
This
itinerary is tentative and is based on my best estimate of our group's
ability. Mechanical breakdowns, ferry problems, illness or adverse
weather may result in changes. If a scheduled overnight stop is changed,
I will call to that campsite and inform them where we are staying and
ask them to refer any calls to our new location. Please pray for our
group's safety and for twelve days of unforgettable Christian adventure.
Monday 8 km Drive from Canyonview via Portland to Port Angeles, WA. Catch ferry
August 17 6 miles at 5:15 to Victoria's Inner Harbor to Ft. Victoria Campground.
Tuesday 64 km Cycle fro Ft. Victoria to Brentwood Bay. Catch ferry at 1:15 to Mill Bay
August 18 40 miles and cycle toward Chemainus and stay at Bald Eagle Campsite.
Wednesday 56 km Cycle from Chemainus to Nanaimo. Catch 1:00 PM ferry to Vancouver
August 19 35 miles (Horseshoe Bay). Catch 3:30 PM ferry to Langdale. Cycle to Gibsons
and on to Bonniebrook Campsite.
Thursday 60 km Cycle from Gibsons to Madeira Park. Having fun in the sun, we'll stop
August 20 38 miles unwantingly at Lowes Resort Campground.
Friday 42 km Cycle from Madeira Park to Earls Cove, 12 miles. Catch 12:25 PM
August 21 26 miles ferry to Saltery Bay and cycle to Lang Bay. Stay at Seabreeze Resort
Campground.
Saturday 48 km Cycle from Lang Bay to Powell River, and then on to Lund, where we
August 22 30 miles will enjoy all the beauty and ice cream humanly possible. Lund RV
Park.
Sunday Zippo Kick back, relax, and worship God in a tiny town. Same as yesterday.
August 23
Monday 100 km Cycle from Lund to Powell River. Catch 9:15 ferry to Comox. Cycle to
August 24 61 miles Bowser Bills Resort.
Tuesday 66 km Cycle from Bowser Bills through Qualicum Beach, Parksville and
August 25 42 miles Nanaimo to Living Forest Campsites on the Nanaimo River.
Wednesday 56 km Cycle from Living Forest to Chemainus to see the murals and have
August 26 35 miles lunch. Cycle to Crofton to catch 3:30 PM ferry to Salt Spring Island.
Cedar Beach Campsite.
Thursday 50 km Cycle to Ganges then to Fulford Harbor, 13 miles. Catch ferry at 11:00
August 27 32 miles am to Swartz Bay. Cycle to Butchart Gardens at Brentwood Bay. Cycle
to Ft. Victoria Campground, Victoria.
Friday Nada Enjoy Victoria via the legs, giving our thighs and "tushes" a well
August 28 deserved rest.
Saturday 8 km Cycle to downtown Victoria to catch 10:30 AM ferry. Drive from Port
August 29 6 miles Angeles to Portland. Arrive Canyonview at approximately 8:30 PM -
Meet at Fir Lodge at Canyonview's main camp.
558 TOTAL KILOMETERS
351 TOTAL MILES
The group consisted of our leaders Matt Price, Stacy and Marilyn and the campers/trippers Andrea, Iyana, Mike, Nick, Gary, Eric, Scott, Gabe, Zeb and myself."On Monday, August 17th, we left Canyonview Camp's parking lot at about 9:30am. Matt Price, our leader was driving. At noon we stopped at a park to eat lunch. We drove through Portland, across the Columbia River and into the state of Washington until the 13 of us bikers arrived in Port Angeles. Matt parked the van in a parking lot by a gas station. When that was done, everybody helped unscrew and unwrap the bikes in the trailer that the Silverton Church van was pulling along.
We finally got on our front wheels and rode our bikes a quarter of a mile to the ferry we caught at 5:15. The ferry to Vancouver Island was approximately two hours long.
We cycled six miles to Fort Victoria Campground and stayed there a night. During our stay,, we met a guy camping right next to us. He told us that he rode his bicycle from New York to Fort Victoria where we were camped that night. That is amazing! Also the same night when I wandered into the bathrooms (which are washrooms in Canadian) and a guy saw me wearing my Canyonview green staff shirt and he said, "I like your shirt, it says 'I am too, we are Ambassadors for Christ!'" Either the first or second night, Matt got borrowed a guitar from a fellow camper and led us in songs such as 'Sweet Adoration, Tear Drop, Father I adore you, As the deer, and All in All.' He did that one during the trip also.
Early in the morning we set off to Brentwood Bay and caught the 1:15 ferry to Mill Bay and cycled toward Chemainus and camped at Bald Eagle Campsite. At that campsite they had a playground filled with little noisy kids. At Bald Eagle I called Dad to tell him I made it. That day we cycled 40 miles.
On Wednesday we cycled to Nanaimo, caught the 1:00 ferry to Horseshoe Bay near Vancouver. We then caught a 3:30 ferry to Langdale, cycled to Gibons and on to Bonniebrook Campsite. The day before Eric (one of the bikers) had trouble with his bike - one of his screws from the gear shifters came loose and fell off while biking. At first they duct taped his gear shifters and he could not shift gears for the rest of the day. The next day he spent an hour and a half in the bike shop fixing his bike up. We cycled 35 miles that day.
On Thursday, the group cycled to Madeira Park and stopped at Lowes Resort Campground. We cycled 38 miles that day.
The next day on Friday, the bikers cycled 12 miles to Earls Cove and while waiting for the 12:25 ferry, we all bought ice cream at an ice cream parlor nearby. When the ferry came, we went to Saltery Bay and cycled to Lang Bay. On the way to Seabreeze Resort Campground, the group stopped on a bridge, locked the 13 bikes up and went down an off trail to what they call "7 Pools," to go swimming. Everybody except Zeb and I jumped off a 40 foot or so waterfall into a 20 foot deep pool of water. That night at Seabreeze Resort there was a trampoline to play on by the beach. Matt would do flips front and back and sideway flips. At that sight there were these two dogs that were always around us bikers. There was a Black Lab and a Golden Retriever that looked exactly like Roscoe and Gunner (except for the tail). He looked like he had two! Those two dogs were bugging all of us. At night we had a campfire on the beach and the dogs were bugging Gary, Eric, Zeb and I. The black lab especially liked me during our stay. He was the most whiny dog I have ever seen in my life (more than Kissi). The black lab also looked like he was limping around the whole time.
In the morning I woke up with the black lab in my face. The golden retriever woke up Gary. Marilyn, one of the leaders, told Gabe to give the left over eggs and muffins to the dogs. The first plate they fought over. So Gabe gave them their own plate. They ate it in two seconds flat or at least the golden retriever did. The black lab took longer. Not too much longer, the golden retriever left and went toward the beach. Later the black lab smelled him and followed to the beach. Most everyone went down to the beach to finish their quiet time that day. At the beginning of the trip, Matt gave us a quiet time booklet. We were studying Ephesians. Each day we read a couple of verses and did what it says - such as "Rewrite each of the verses in your own words." When I finished quiet time I was playing catch with the two dogs with a stick. I was also loving on the black lab. I thought they would end up following us the next morning. We cycled 26 miles that day.
The next morning we cycled to Powell River, then went on to Lund and stayed at Lund RV Park Lund was a beautiful little fisherman's town. It had an ice cream parlor where we all bought refreshing ice cream cones. We bought stuff from the general store also. Stacy, one of the other leaders bought a frisbee earlier and Nick, Eric, Gary, Zeb, Scott and I were playing 500 with his frisbee. When Nick was the person throwing it, he said, "Whoever brings the frisbee to me, himself gets to be the thrower." So when he threw it, all five of us tackled for the frisbee. Ten hands were on the frisbee when it split into four pieces. Stacy was watching the whole thing when it broke. Nick and Gary later duct taped it together. Later on we all paid $50 for the frisbee and gave the money to Stacy. At the Lund general store (which was a very small store for just a small town), I bought a few candy bars and a 600ml pop - Bargs Cream Soda. Throughout the whole trip, I bought Bargs Cream Soda and Cursh Cream Sode - 600ml. Only once did I buy a 2 liter Bargs. Both Bargs and Crush were red sodas. Bargs Cream Soda tasted exactly like Big Red from Texas. They were both really good though! That day we rode 30 miles.
The next day there was a shaggy dog that took a liking to our group. When we woke up, we ate a quick breakfast, locked our bikes up and caught a water taxi. The shaggy dog got on the boat and wanted to go with us but then the captain/driver put him off. The water taxi was headed for Savery Island. The water taxi dropped us off and we took a short walk across the small island to the opposite beach. We stayed there all day and played on the beach. While we were there, the group played ultimate frisbee with Stacy's duct taped frisbee (it did not break anymore). Then we had fun in the ocean and on the hot beach. After we did that for awhile, Eric, Scott, Andrea and I buried Iyana and shaped the sand around her as a mermaid. We had lunch from the items we brought with us in backpacks. During lunch, Zeb dropped the peanut butter in the sand along with the knife, so we did not have any peanut butter for lunch that day. After lunch, most everybody helped bury Mike, Marylin's son, and made him with big biceps. A lot of the bikers took pictures of both Iyana and Mike and later we buried Matt sitting up and made him driving a race car. Identical sea shells were his two mirrors and another was his steering wheel. We took pictures of him too.
Later, Eric and I tried to build a medieval sand castle with two tall towers, but we weren't very successful. So we gave up. While that was going on, others were making a sand octopus from Matt's sand race car remains. Nick started to build a log fort (shade area) and so was Gabe later on. Zeb and Gary found a really tall, skinny log with a yellow rope and said it would or could be Canyonview's flag pole. It was heavy! After they played with that a while, Zeb found a really flat board and ran toward the ocean with it. He was going to use it as a surfboard. He was not very successful. So he stopped. I was sitting on a log with others, Eric was reading his book he brought. I saw Iyana's sprite bottle a couple of feet away from us, so I threw a rock at it to see if I could knock it over. I hit it dead center. I then got the yellow mini football that Stacy found earlier and played catch with Matt. I filled the football with a bunch of sand so it was heavy. I threw it at the bottle. Iyana saw Eric and I throwing the football at it so she moved it. I put it back. We continued. Gary, Scott, Eric, Zeb and I were then throwing the two-thirds full sprite bottle around. We threw it against some rocks and threw it backwards and forwards far in the sand and this bottle never broke. Some tough bottle! We also kicked it around everywhere. Finally Zeb picked up a big stick and said for me to pitch it to him. so I did. He hit it with the stick. The bottle, filled with sprite, burst it's top. Sprite went everywhere. We all laughed.
That day I kept my shirt off while we were on the island. I baked in the sun. My upper arms, my shoulders, my whole back, nose and my chest were all so red and pink from sun burn. That sun burn peeled a lot. It still peels as I write this letter/journal today. My legs, lower arms and face all got really tan!
When we were about to leave Savery Island, Eric and I saw the fort that Nick had built earlier. Eric picked up one end of a big, heavy board and said "Penn, get the other end." So I did. We started to charge toward Nick's fort. We yelled, "Charge!" and conquered half of Nick's fort. We then glanced up and saw Gabe's fort in the distance. Eric and I needed Scott for this one. We all picked up a huge log and charged Gabe's fort and conquered it completely. We then turned around and charged Nick's fort again, but only this time we completely conquered it. The three us together declared, "We conquered Savery Island." We saw yet another fort far away from our settlement. But only this fort had some people in it and around it. Eric and I saw some cute girls in that fort and we told each other, "If we conquer that fort, there will be a prize in it for us!" We decided to leave them instead. Every night later in the trip when Eric and I saw planes go toward Savery Island, we kept on saying that 'we already conquered it, but the planes are conquering it again!'
At 5:00, we packed up and went across to the other beach, went out along the really long dock and waited for the water taxi to return. When we arrived at this beach, all 13 of us saw this old group of old men and women on the beach and playing some sort of game. They were throwing or rolling "balls," which looked from this distance like coconuts. Out in the middle of nowhere Andrea thought it was some sort of croquet. But instantly I thought it was bocce ball. I still think it is to this day. While we were waiting several of us bikers jumped off the dock several times into the water. One of the two water taxis came back to pick up a group and left. It was not ours because it was wood. Ours was metal. When it came, we left for Lund and slept there another night. That was a fun filled day!
At one of the earlier campsites (Lowes Resort I think), there was a little swimming area. When we arrived, some of us went swimming and stood on an underwater statue which was visible in the morning as the tide went out. They also played on a surfboard and took pictures.
Matt woke everybody up very very early Monday morning - 5:45am. We ate a quick breakfast and got ready to go. Marylin, the girls (Andrea and Iyana) and Gabe left around 6:15 because they were part of the "slow group." The "middle group" left next, Scott, Eric and myself about 15 minutes later. The rest of the group left a little bit after that. I caught up with the slower group shortly. We all stopped at the same gas station to wait for everybody where the guy recommended Dinner Rock Campsite. The reason we left so early was because of two viscious dogs on either side of the road. The slow group would wake them up but get by them safely...then the rest of us would pedal for our lives. Stacy's panniers were ripped from the dogs and mine even got scratched some. After we filled our water bottles we rode from Lund to Powell River 20 miles away to catch a ferry to Comox and cycled to Bowser Bills Resort. That day we rode 61 miles.
The next day we left Bowser Bills Resort and cycled through Qualicum Beach, had lunch at Parksville and cycled through Nanaimo and stopped at Living Forest Campsites on the Nanaimo River. That night we saw what looked like a forest fire across the river. It kept getting bigger and bigger, and we at first thought it was a factory until it grew bigger and brighter. We then forgot about it. Later that night, Gary, Zeb, Eric, Gabe and I were sitting around the fire. I was holding a stick in the fire, shifting some logs, playing with the fire when all of a sudden a huge spark flew up and landed right into my left shoe. I felt the burn quickly - so bad that I jumped up, ripped off my shoe with all my might and threw it clear across that camp toward the tent, that they had to move away from the fire earlier. Later I saw that the spark burnt a little rubber and leather out of my shoe and burned a hole in my sock and burned my foot. It hurt that night and the whole next day. I still have y mark on my left foot that the spark left. That day we cycled 42 miles.
The next day we cycled from Living Forest to Chemainus and stopped to see the murals and have lunch. The murals are awesome! In Chemainus I bought a couple key chains to add to my collection, and also a cheap pocket knife. Chemainus was a beautiful town. When the group left Chemainus, we cycled to Crofton and caught a 3:30 ferry to Salt Spring Island where we saw the "forest fire." We cycled past it and realized it was just a small factory on the island. We stayed at Cedar Beach Campsite. Cedar Beach contained a swimming pool, a hot tub and a sauna. We all had fun with all that. We hung out with other campers in the pool and hot tub. That night we ate really good steak. That day we cycled 35 miles.
One of the other campgrounds I remember had a ping pong table and a basketball hoop. I played both of those exciting things.
The next day was our last day of hard cycling. That day we cycled to Ganges, then to Fulford Harbor. During that stretch, one of the girls, Iyana, crashed her bike on the biggest hill that day. When I was riding along with Scott right behind me, we reached the biggest hill and went down it at approximately 35.5mph. That was the fastest I went the whole trip. We turned the corner and we saw Iyana's bike in the middle of the road, with her standing right next to it. Gabe was stopped and Andrea was going back toward her. Scott and I thought everything was alright. We thought something was wrong with her bike or something like that. We were going too fast to see anything like she was bleeding or anything. Luckily Stacy and Marilyn were behind us so they stopped and flagged down a van coming their way. He gave Iyana a ride. Mike came to where we were stopped and yelled, "Did you see Iyana? She is in the van." We zipped to the ferry where the van was parked. Gabe came yelling, "She biffed it hard." After the 11:00 ferry to Swartz Bay, our plan was to eat lunch at the Butchart Gardens in Brentwood Bay. Instead we ate lunch by the hospital. Iyana had bandages all across her left leg and left arm. Some of the other bikers carried all of her packs so she could ride her bike unburdened.
Earlier, we had a snack at Mickey's (from Canyonview - she is in charge of the junior counselors) parents' place.
We then cycled to Fort Victoria Campground in Victoria. That night we put Canadian pennies on the train track. The train ran right next to our campsite and the train ran over them and flattened them. I have one as a souvenir. They did that more too. That day we cycled 32 miles.
In the morning, along with other mornings, my sleeping bag was drenched with dew and there were slugs on my saddlebags. Also that morning, Matthew (Marilyn's oldenst son) and Chuck (Woodchuck) met us there. We locked up our bikes and walked down to the bus stop. We took the bus to downtown Victoria. We spent all day there in the city sightseeing. We saw the Parliament Buildings (at night too! all lit up!), Empress Hotel and we went to the Royal British Columbia Museum. Those were fun. We then ate lunch by the Parliament Buildings. We split into groups and looked around the city of Victoria. I was with Eric and Scott. We all bought ice cream and went and looked through stores where I bought postcards and a lot of key chains along with other items. We had fun that night. While hanging out at the waterfront that evening, a girl approached Eric, Scott and me saying, "It looks like you guys need something to do tonight." We looked at each other a bit nervously. She handed us a pamphlet of some sort and we laughed about it later. But it turned out that it was only a concert or something of that sort that she was inviting us to. We all met at a statue across from the Empress Hotel and went to Pizza Hut. It was just around the corner from Zombie's Pizza. Matt said we did not go there because he did not want anybody to be scared of the vampires and zombies. Everybody stuffed themselves with so much pizza we were about to puke. Two or three bikers actually did - in Pizza Hut's "washroom."
Later we had fun listening to the bands on the street like "Shillelagh." Then we took the bus back to Fort Victoria Campground - right after we enjoyed ourselves in Chinatown. We stayed there another night.
On the morning of Saturday, August 29 we cycled 6 miles to catch a 10:30 ferry and cycled a quarter of a miles to the parked van. We then drove a couple of miles to a park to eat lunch. We drove to Portland and dropped off Gabe with his Dad. Then we drove to back to Canyonview Camp. We said our goodbyes and went home - went our separate ways.
We caught all of our ferries and I stayed in the "middle riding group" the whole time with Zeb.
It was an experience of a lifetime...and more adventures have followed...
Canyonview's Canadian Bike Trip
Rules of the Road
- Wear your helmet whenever riding. Straps on snug. Not on the back of your head.
- Ride single file on all roads and highways.
- Alert other riders to all hazards. Yell out and/or pass back "glass," "rock," "grate," "pot hole."
- Don't follow too close. At least one bike length between riders. Allow more distance as speed increases or if roads are wet.
- Pass other riders on the left only and announce the fact that you are passing.
- Always cross railroad tracks at right (90 degree) angle. Watch out for low curbs that can catch your peddle. Announce both as hazards
- If you go off the paved shoulder onto the gravel, slow down gradually and get back on roadway only when clear and at a strong angle.
- Stop at stop signs, yield at yield signs, turn with hand signals. Use turning lanes properly and always check behind before merging or changing lanes. You are not a snake when going through intersections as a group. Remember that cars and trucks are big. DON'T BE DEAD RIGHT!!
- Don't ride alone. Find a friend to ride with. Stay within 50 to 100 feet. Watch out for each other.
- If you stop to rest, talk, walk, or make a repair, get well off the roadway. Don't stop on the road and do stay single file when in a group.
- If you have a question about the route, a turn, an intersection or road - don't guess. Wait for a leader. It may cost you and the group miles and hours if you don't.
Saturday, April 9, 2016
Ten Weeks...to go
There are only ten more weeks until I depart on yet another bicycle journey. This one marks the conclusion of the first trilogy of Perfect Circles trips. The first one began in the summer of 2014 down the Pacific Coast. The second one in 2015 was darker as I broke down time and time again and faced down death as I pedaled through deserts and canyons in the west. The third one, however, will take me north into the Big Sky Country of Montana and surrounding areas.
I know I always say it before the trip begins, but I just do not feel ready. If I were to leave tomorrow, I'm not sure if I'd get ten miles. But alas, the start date is set and as the time creeps closer and closer, I am anxious. Planning is fun, yes, but the beginning of a trip is never as easy as it seems. The first week is always the hardest. As with previous adventures, the unknown looms over me. That is part of what defines adventure: the unknown. You cannot write an adventure without an element of risk and danger. It is impossible.
As the days get longer and the nights warmer, it is easier to get out on my bike for longer rides. When I spend too much time sitting, I numb my wits. I need to move. I was made to get out and seek out creation. I am anxious, yes, but I am also ecstatic. I wish to improve and write and learn and experience the wonder...
Life is grabbing hold. Where am I heading? I do not know. I have dreams and aspirations, but God keeps taking those close to me. It often seems like the only thing to do, the only thing that makes sense is to hop on the saddle and ride, ride, ride. Where will my two wheels take me this time? Do I feel appreciated? I do on the road...maybe. The road is unforgiving at times, but the road has ears and tells a story. I am eager to start anew. I am eager to start again. Please Lord, take this trip and use it to Your glory. I know I am not always the best companion, but alas, I am faithful.
As the time to leave draws near...keep my wits about me. Strengthen me and allow me to endure and focus on what matters most...
I know I always say it before the trip begins, but I just do not feel ready. If I were to leave tomorrow, I'm not sure if I'd get ten miles. But alas, the start date is set and as the time creeps closer and closer, I am anxious. Planning is fun, yes, but the beginning of a trip is never as easy as it seems. The first week is always the hardest. As with previous adventures, the unknown looms over me. That is part of what defines adventure: the unknown. You cannot write an adventure without an element of risk and danger. It is impossible.
As the days get longer and the nights warmer, it is easier to get out on my bike for longer rides. When I spend too much time sitting, I numb my wits. I need to move. I was made to get out and seek out creation. I am anxious, yes, but I am also ecstatic. I wish to improve and write and learn and experience the wonder...
Life is grabbing hold. Where am I heading? I do not know. I have dreams and aspirations, but God keeps taking those close to me. It often seems like the only thing to do, the only thing that makes sense is to hop on the saddle and ride, ride, ride. Where will my two wheels take me this time? Do I feel appreciated? I do on the road...maybe. The road is unforgiving at times, but the road has ears and tells a story. I am eager to start anew. I am eager to start again. Please Lord, take this trip and use it to Your glory. I know I am not always the best companion, but alas, I am faithful.
As the time to leave draws near...keep my wits about me. Strengthen me and allow me to endure and focus on what matters most...
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Adventure Websites
http://www.alastairhumphreys.com/
https://www.leonmccarron.com/
http://tomsbiketrip.com/
http://www.roblilwall.com/
http://www.cwexplore.com/
https://www.pannier.cc/
https://www.adventurecycling.org/
http://theargonauts.com/around-the-world-by-bicycle/index.shtml
http://travellingtwo.com/
http://bicycletouringpro.com/blog/
http://www.bicycletraveler.bicyclingaroundtheworld.nl/
http://www.crazyguyonabike.com/
https://www.warmshowers.org/
http://thenextchallenge.org/
http://www.adventure-junkies.com/
http://www.bikeovernights.org/
http://bicycletravelbloggers.org/
http://downtheroad.org/
http://semi-rad.com/
https://www.leonmccarron.com/
http://tomsbiketrip.com/
http://www.roblilwall.com/
http://www.cwexplore.com/
https://www.pannier.cc/
https://www.adventurecycling.org/
http://theargonauts.com/around-the-world-by-bicycle/index.shtml
http://travellingtwo.com/
http://bicycletouringpro.com/blog/
http://www.bicycletraveler.bicyclingaroundtheworld.nl/
http://www.crazyguyonabike.com/
https://www.warmshowers.org/
http://thenextchallenge.org/
http://www.adventure-junkies.com/
http://www.bikeovernights.org/
http://bicycletravelbloggers.org/
http://downtheroad.org/
http://semi-rad.com/
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