A post that was written at 3 different stages over multiple days, pardon the broken unreadable aspect of it. April 27 – 5:15pm – Port Hardy Listening to the chatter of the locals in the Port Hardy legion, is making me smirk and laugh quietly to myself, while desperately trying to avoid making them irate or offended at the ‘imposter’ in their clubhouse. I’ve just had a heart to heart with a logger who proceeded to tell me I was a beautiful man, while not being so graceful about his [read more]
The time has come for me to upgrade to the tent I’ve been trying to chase down for the past year. I originally had a Hilleberg Nallo GT 4, which was spacious, 4 season ready, but far too much for me to use solo as plans have changed drastically on riding companions, and for the best. I’ve been searching for a Nallo GT 2 ever since and it’s waiting for me at my next rest stop. I bought this Eureka tent for Phase 2 down to Mexico, as it’s lightweight, [read more]
I wasn’t able to pack my bear suit that I conveniently wear in the summer months as a way to consume vast quantities of beer, so I’m not going to fit in with the locals here in the woods at all. I’m now heading into the uninhabited areas of Vancouver Island, right at the edge of Campbell River in a BC Park named Miracle Beach. There is a staggering amount of campsites available (I counted 200) and they have showers! I’ll partake in the free flow of water before I [read more]
Today is shaping up to be a milder day compared to the 2 prior – I’ve got a sunburn on the back of my neck and my nose is awful tender! It needed to get burnt at some point in time as I’ll continue to have its rays beating down upon me on a regular basis. I still have the tan lines from the trip down to Mexico, and that was 6 months ago. The locals were right, the ride to Lake Cowichan was much easier than the ride from [read more]
Settling down in Fairy Lake for the night, a closed Forestry Service campground with no services but a beautiful landscape. I’ll be running out of water tomorrow morning so will make the decision to either boil, or use my MSR Water Filter to make sure I don’t get the water funk. Spent the previous night in a gated off area of French Beach, complete with roof, running water, and sinks. I’m low maintenance, pack in/pack out sort of guy and left no trace before the 8:30 departure time I had [read more]
True to the prior commentary of not posting as much as in the past, I’ve taken the opportunity to spend a week in Victoria, to tie up some outstanding loose ends, spend quality time with friends, and prepare for upcoming weeks. A lot has happened. I continued my Island Hopping for a few more days, cycling around entire island of Mayne, where a highlight of my stay was the first shower of the trip, a hot tub, low winds, and high ceiling. I introduced my skin to the wonderful UV [read more]
I’m now writing this on the patio of the Lighthouse Pub, on Saturna Island, sampling some Beacon IPA. I deserve it. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. The past few days have been comical to say the least. Since I last spoke, I took some time to organize my panniers, which strangely became bigger and bigger the day before I was to leave, and created a burn pile, and a donate pile. Things are lightening up as we speak, and I’m becoming finely tuned. The tuna that I’ve [read more]
I’ve just reconnected my Facebook and Twitter profiles to this website for the journey. Facebook users can click on the small arrow to the right of this post and select “Hide WordPress” to not get bothered by them, otherwise enjoy! I suppose technically Wednesday the 7th of April was my first day out on the road, however I packed all of my bags and left the day before, heading into Vancouver, BC for one last time to say goodbyes to my mom, and make a last-minute pit stop at the [read more]
They say life is a series of short stories and chapters, and I’ve sat wondering what chapter I’m actually writing. On Friday, I shut down my 7 year labour of love, a weekly late night radio program named SLEIZURE that spanned different provinces, brought in listeners from around the world, and introduced people to some obscure/forgotten/deleted music. The moment was bittersweet – and has put me in a funk lasting the next day over from the profound sense of loss from willingly stepping away from something that gives me so [read more]
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