Yellowhead Four Day Ride

imageThe ride Saturday June 18, started out from one of our meet up spots, the ESSO station at Westview in North Vancouver. The weather was threatening and most of us showed up with at least some kind of protection against the rain. When the seven of us kicked our stands up the rain was light but the sky’s looked brighter towards the northwest, the direction we headed. Through Horseshoe Bay and the upper levels the light rain gaveway to clouds and the roads started drying.

As we continued through the Whistler area and into Pemberton the sun was showing its radiance and the roads were completely dry and it seemed to me the radiance of our spirits was somewhat lifted as well. Leaving Pemberton we continued along the Lillooet Lake road toward Duffy Lake, the sun was out, the riding was excellent and the surge of the throttle was enhanced by thoughts of a four day ride ahead of us. We travelled through the awesome countryside with its rustic farms and fens and as the elevation climbed up Mt. Currie and then ascended, it eventually connecting to the Duffy Lake road where we stopped briefly to enjoy the scenery and a stretch.

Forward, through the Duffy lake area, we went on to Lillooet, the coastal forests giving way to a more arid vegetation and the climate also warmed. Lunch in Lillooet and back on the bikes we zipped through the Fountain valley along Hwy.99 along some very enjoyable motorcycle roadway that twisted and turned and happily, with very little traffic. Once in Cache Creek we found our rooms and soon too found a cool beverage and supper, the conversations filled with hearty laughs, innuendo, sarcasm and more jocularity. And pie. I must say a good crew to travel with. That first night, just as we walked back to the motel, a block buster gale ripped through the area and through the night the rain tumultuously dropped from the dark skies. In the morning, expecting the worst, surprisingly we found clearing skies and drying grounds.

imageAfter a hearty breakfast we took off north on Hwy.97 blasting through the miles through Clinton, stopping for gas and a break in 100 Mile House. Onward through Lac la Hache and stopping for lunch in beautiful Williams lake.

There we gassed up and enjoyed a nice meal and discussions of the ride up to that  point and what was ahead.


Leaving Williams Lake we headed through some very beautiful country, the rains over the spring season had left the pastures and grasslands green and lush. The beef and dairy cattle were often seen mowing the lush grasses nourishing their bodies with the energy from the photosynthesised sunshine. Our energy happily was also infused from our lunch and it was certainly needed as the ride from Quenel to Prince George being the last leg of the day, drew much of the energy from this rider and I’m sure the others. The ride to Prince George did go through a bit of rain but it was imageshort lived and for me it didn’t seem like much at all. I was happy to reach our destination and after procuring our rooms a few of us were not to long in finding a place close by for a refreshment or two and unbelievably, more food. Did someone say pie?

I have never been through the Yellowhead pass which crosses the Canadian Rockies. Pierre Bostonias was a Iroquois Metis guide who worked for the Hudson Bay company and led the companies chief through this pass. It is told the native had yellow streaks in his hair and so was nicknamed Tete Jaune (Yellowhead). So in part we drove east and south from Prince George through the Yellowhead, Hwy. 16 and just before Tete Jaune Cache the road splits, Hwy. 16 east through the mountains into Alberta and Hwy 5 south. through some very rugged country, McBride, Valemount and into Clearwater. I can attest to the water being clear as I poured a glass from the tap and sure enough it was clear. Clearwater is a small place consisting of a few shops and service stations, a Rona and a number of other small retail outlets. Our motel was right next door to a restaurant and bar so for us we were set. A good night was had by all (including pie) and our waitress who also rode motorcycle invited us all to a biker bash hosted by her MC group the Twisted Sisters. Unfortumely it was in a weeks time and Clearwater would only be a fun memory. The last day of our trip was filled with twisty roads, a bit of rain, more awesome scenery and curving roads and the trip on 5A from Kamloops to Merritt is a must for any rider. At Merritt we had our last lunch together, everyone I believe felt sated with friendship, great riding and contentment in the tremendously beautiful country we live in and enjoy. One rider headed south continuing on 5A through to Princeton, another took the fast lane down the Coquilhalla and the remainder headed to Spences Bridge and home through the Fraser canyon. In all a great ride, the roads stayed dry for most of the trip, the comeradery and laughter was infusing and the bucolic countryside was second to none.



Sunday Ride


The ride Sunday was south to Whidbey Island with groups meeting at Aldergrove and Burnaby before converging in Fairhaven, Washington. Eight riders swooped along Chuckanut drive and wound our way to Deception Pass. After a brief break there and enjoying the withering heights from the bridge we headed further south looking for the elusive muscles that hang out at Toby’s Bar and Grill. Don lead us through the back roads of the island and the scenery and riding couldn’t have been better. Eventually we did work out our muscles with a bowl full at Toby’s, with a few trying out the burgers and local ale. The weather stayed nice for the ride home and all-in-all the day was grand and I’m sure everyone had a fun day and even put on a bit more muscle mass.

Kootenay Ride

imageimageThe 6 of us lead by (I won’t mention Als name) had a great four day ride into the Kootenay’s leaving Coquitlam about 8am Friday May 20. Five riders and as it turned out we also had a cager come along and help us with some of our gear. (I won’t mention Erikas name) The weather looked like we would be in rain so most dressed for it. The lighter skys were in the direction we were heading and as we forged on the roads dried and the clouds parted. We rode 7 Hyw. to Hope and we were happy to see the skys clearing even more as we stopped briefly for coffee. Unfortunately we also discovered one of the riders (I won’t mention Annie’s name) lost her licence plate. Along the way to Hope two had stopped (I won’t mention Sandra or Daves name) as they saw the plate fall off. The one (I’m not saying it was Dave) retrieving it only saw the plate frame and assumed that was all that fell. By the time we had all reached Hope it was evident the plate got left behind. We found an insurance dealer, did some paper work, one went to find bolts for the new plate and we were off again. Heading through Manning park was a great ride, through Princeton and on to Keremeos where the sun was out and we had a fantastic lunch at a small diner. From there we continued on to Osoyoos with clear and sun filled skys and awesome views from the Crowsnest highway overlooking the valley. We arrived in Grand Forks early evening and after finding a box of brewskis and having a few refreshments right at rivers side next to our motel, we all went for a great dinner at a nearby restaurant. The next day we found the weather cloudy by still no rain and happily headed out riding through beautiful country, through Castlegar and Nelson and stopped in Balfour at a cottage park on the river owned by a friend of one of our group. (I won’t mention Annie’s name). There we were treated to a grand lunch around a camp fire and were served, pulled pork sandwiches, baked beans, salmon pate, salad and to top it off cakes and candy. After leaving there we headed north on 3A riding a beautiful stretch of rode that follows Kootenay Lake. At Ainsworth a few stopped at the hot springs to wallow in the pools there. Myself and another rider (I won’t mention Brian or Daves name) carried on to Kaslo and then continued west to New Denver. The road from Kaslo to New Denver if caught on a dry, sunny day is in my opinion one of the best riding roads anywhere. We were elated to find virtually no traffic on this stretch, the road was dry, the sun was popping out from white clouds the mountains soared up from the road as we swept past turn after turn after turn following a rushing river cutting through the valley. We stopped part way at Fish lake and the both of us just looked at each other and said Wow! We continued to our motel in Nakusp, dropped our gear and headed to the old town hotel situated on the waters edge of Upper Arrow Lake. Sitting on the balcony looking at the view, sipping a cold beverage with a friend was next to the best thing you could ever do. Not long after, the rest of the crew found us out on the balcony and we savoured the good food, laughs and camaraderie. The next morning our luck ran out as far as the rain was concerned so everyone donned rain gear and it continued to rain from Nakusp to the ferry at Fauquier. As we rode through the rain to Vernon we had smiles on our faces because we were on our bikes and we were on a great road and we were having fun. We dried off at our Vernon motel and went to a sports bar for a hockey infusion and some fine food. After a good nights rest the next days weather was promising. No rain, scattering cloud and a bright spot on the horizon in the direction we were heading. A stop for breakfast after a forty minute ride out of Vernon and we headed north west through Kamloops and west to Hwy. 1. Through Cache Creek, Spences Bridge and Lytton the weather was dry, a great day for riding. We stopped in Boston Bar for Chinese food of a degree we were not all sure of but had a lot of laughs. As I drove the rest of the way home I thought of all the great moments we all experienced on this trip and I’m sure I speak for every one, that these moment we will cherish and remember when we are all too old to ride.