Talk about an aptly named post. I’m really sorry I haven’t gotten to the rest of the story before now but it’s been a tough few months mentally for me and generating the energy to complete this ride report or anything really has been tough. That being said, it’s not like some neat stuff hasn’t happened either but as usual, it’s the darker stuff that gets to you.
So after Mark and I left the Cathedral of Trees, we headed for Mark and Mya Turchyn’s place in the Cowichan valley. The day was nice and dry and even a bit warm the closer we got to their place. They live on the side of a hill and it was more than a few twists and turns before we found ourselves in front of their house.
It’s always a treat to see good friends and to be honest both Mark and I were a bit sore and tired from the Bamfield to Port Alberni section of the trip from the morning. So we shucked off our riding gear and set about catching up.
We even found time to blast some of the dirt off of the bikes. Later on we had a cracking home-made meal and when it was time for bed Mark grabbed the spare bed (by mutual agreement) and I racked out on the floor of the den on my sleeping pad. My leg was giving me grief and I was popping Advil like Pez to stay on top of it.
The next morning Mya and Mark fed us a great breakfast and we bid them farewell as we headed up to Nanaimo to see our friend Brad and his family. Kelly was due to join us in a couple of days and we’d resume heading towards the far northernmost point of Vancouver Island. It was a short ride, something that I was okay with for a change and we found a decent hotel just off the main highway. We arranged to meet Brad later that day after he got off work.
Brad took us for a few pints that afternoon at a really good pub and I enjoyed a cider (Strongbow) while we caught up and shot the shit. Then we went back to his place for a nice bit of Barbecue.
The next day Mark went off to visit some family and I took a bit of time to explore Nanaimo and track down a 6mm nut and bolt to reattach my chain guard which had come loose during the trip out to Bamfield.
Lots of float plane activity in the harbour.
Some of the art installations along the waterfront were pretty cool.
I managed to find my nut and bolt at Tuff City Powersports, they didn’t even charge me for it. Mind you I also picked up an additional cargo net while I was there too. My fastener issue resolved I hit up the good will for a pair of swim trunks. My hotel had a hot tub and I fully intended to make good use of its warmth. Later that night we were going to join Brad for an open mike night he goes to at another local pub.
I always enjoy live music, especially when it’s your friend up there.
After the gig we went back to Brad’s place and Mike came over. He and Brad have been friends for a long time and literally live just up the street from each other. What I didn’t know is that Mike and Kelly grew up in the same area together. So as we were meeting Kelly off the ferry the next morning we decided to surprise Kelly at lunch with Mike as they hadn’t seen each other in a few years.
Waiting for Kelly to show up.
Yeah, we still look good.
After lunch Kelly Mark and I formed up and headed for Uclulet and the next phase of our trip.
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