Today started out nice and sunny, too warm to wear a jacket so I stuck with my gnarly least offensive T-shirt figuring it would stay hot. Wrong. Ten miles down the road it was time to pull over and gear up. It also seemed like a good time for us to devise a plan to use in case we got separated again. Proved to be worthwhile as that's just what happened later in the day.
In the mean time we enjoyed fair weather riding at our own paces, stopping for pics or just to gawk at the nature stuff. At one point I passed Mac heading north as I rode south to take a shot of a log cabin I'd passed earlier. We waved and I caught up with him a couple of miles down the road taking his own pics. This pretty much describes the rest of our day, not much exciting happened except for two minor events. The first occurred when a black bear started across the road in front of Mac and he had to stand his bike on it's nose to avoid hitting him. Fortunately the bear changed his mind and reversed course back into the woods leaving Mac with a temporarily enlarged heart but none for the worse. Later in the day after we'd hooked up again we were traveling north at a fair clip when two identical monster semi trucks appeared in front of us, one of them in my lane and coming like a bat out of hell. I figured this was not going well and made a rapid stage right onto the shoulder accompanied with maximum 3-wheel brakes. The errant truck-driver-boy-racer dodged his rig back into the lane he was supposed to be in and blasted pass at a speed too high to appreciate the one-digit wave extended to him. Life on the road...
In between the bear and truck episodes the weather turned super nasty and we experienced extreme rain, enough to soak my gear through. Luckily it only lasted for a few miles and then it was on and off at intervals diminishing as we rode further north. Arriving at Prince George around 5:00pm we stopped at the visitor's information center where they located a motel for us. It turned out to be a neat deal as we met four other people traveling like ourselves; two guys just finishing up their bike trip to the haul road and the Top of the World highway. The other two were a recently retired couple driving from Virginia and meandering seeing the sights. Everyone had something to tell and between us we managed to waste enough time that the restaurant we were going to have dinner at closed and we ended up at the DQ across the street. Yummy.
Not many pictures today, just a couple of the restaurant where we ate a late breakfast, the cabin shot and Mac screaming out of a short right-hand twist tunnel. Wot fun.
