Yup! As of late last night, Shawn and I have arrived in Vancouver B.C., just in time for some absolutely gorgeous weather. It’s warm and sunny and just wonderful.
Oh man, I wish I could remember all the things I wanted to post. Most of it is little things, like the teenage girl we met riding a Kona Africabike, who knew all about the bike ’cause she’d written a school paper on it. Or the cycle tourists we met here and there. Or the great hosts we’ve had on the road. Or how on our way into Seattle, Shawn and I met up with snarkypup of Ride Blog and we biked a bit of the Inter-Urban trail together, and saw probably hundreds of bunnies. BUNNIES. OMG. Or the goats and llamas (possibly alpacas, I can never tell) we saw while going through farmland on various days.
So far I’ve had one flat tire, which I am proud to say I fixed myself, outside the co-op grocery store in Bellingham, and it was easy to find the hole and I’ll patch the tube at some point.
I’ve also had issues with one of my knees, but I’m pretty sure it’s just from going straight from light around-town riding, to 50-mile days with a fully loaded bicycle. But we’re in Vancouver now, so I have a chance to rest a bit and do some gentler riding.
Shawn’s currently leading a touring workshop and then going on a ride that’s part of Velopalooza. I haven’t decided if I want to do anything today, I was thinking of attending the tall bike jousting, but to be perfectly honest…I’m still tired! I’m drinking some tea right now, so we’ll see how I’m feeling later. The jousting goes on all day, so I can always just show up later if I’m feeling like it.
I am already getting tired of answering people’s questions about our trip. Not our friends, or fellow bicycle tourists, though. Just the people who see us and want to know where we’re going or want to make jokes about our loaded bikes, and who can’t believe anyone rides fifty miles in a day. I know they mean well, they’re just curious, and I do my best to answer politely. I’m trying to not let it irritate me, but at the end of the day when I’m really tired and sore and hungry and somebody sees us and starts asking questions, it can be hard to be nice.
On the Skytrain last night (yeah, we cheated a little bit at the very end) I had two different passengers try to convince me that I never needed to leave British Columbia. Yes, I agree, B.C. and Washington and Oregon are some of the most beautiful places on Earth, and yes, we do love it here, but there’s so much else to explore!
There is a certain irony, though, in that we get tired of “Where are you going? Where did you come from? How many miles/kilometers are you riding today?” when we know damn well that those are the exact questions we love asking/getting asked by people who do bicycle touring. But the context is different, y’know?