Nakusp last chapter
Thursday night a friend and his crew arrive in Nakusp on a variety of rides. Three Yamaha crotch rockets a Harley Bagger and a Spyder. Old age has caught up with a couple of the guys..... I was going to ride with these guys the next day as we head back to Calgary. But I figure out that even though the three crotch rocket riders are fast the overall pace of the group is slow...late starts in the morning, more and longer breaks. So I tell them I will meet them at the hotel. I get an early start at 7am. Again I stop for the road construction. It's got to be a tough job laying asphalt for 12 or 14 hours a day in 30c+ weather. After that its clear sailing and I am making really good time. I feel Im really in the groove....focused yet relaxed and fast and smooth. Until the bear. I am leaned over and rounding a tight blind corner and see a big black bear with a white crested on his chest on the side of the road....my side. For those that don't know bears have great smell and good hearing but lousy eye sight. I close the throttle and either the change in exhaust noise or perhaps my smell ( I left early in the am...no shower that day) seemed to scare him off. He stood up on his hind legs gave me one last dirty look and twisted around and went off the road back into the trees.
The rest of the ride included going on another Ferry. This is a 35 minute ride or so. Absolutely gorgeous views. Again I get lucky and there are only two motorcycles and a few cars ahead of me. Good thing as its a large ferry full of semi trucks and motor homes. I get passed the guys in front of me and have an excellent 70 km ride into the town Creston. From there I am on a bigger highway with more traffic to Sparwood. Nice ride but the real fun stuff is over. I get to Sparwood, home of the "world's biggest dump truck" so they claim, at 3:30. I beat most of the heat but its hot now. The other guys get in 3 hours later, beat from the heat. Supper and a few drinks and off to bed.
Next day another 7 am start with 2 of the guys who wanted to get away early. Last of the mountains are beautiful as we cross the Crowsnest Pass and descend to the foothills of Alberta. A quick ride through ranch country and I reach my destination in Calgary by 10am. The ride is over. It was great. It had been many years since I did a trip mostly by myself. You get to meet a lot of other bikers and swap stories when your solo. Your on your own schedule and not have to worry about keeping a group together.
The drive home in the SUV pulling the bike on the trailer was 14 hours. Hot as hell so I was glad for the A/C. Played a bit of hopscotch across the prairies with some Hells Angels riding.....you guessed it...Harleys. They didn't ask me to join their gang, no Laverdas allowed I guess . Pic from the last ferry ride
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