Day 12: Cranbrook to Canal Flats

km today: 90 km

Highlights:
After our long day yesterday pulling into Cranbrook in two shifts one at 8:45 the other at 10pm Mountain time we decided to take it a little slower this morning.


We ate a hearty breakfast and attempted to satisfy our tummys which currently feel like bottomless pits. Alisha, Jen, Cam and Christine welcomed the break from oatmeal with sunnyside up eggs, peanut butter and toast and a bowl of cereal complimented with a warm cup of tea. I like my oatmeal such a good start to the day, nice and filling. Okay alisha does not share my sentimants... The new ports also had this really cool yogart Chocolate cherry fondue made by source. Uhmmmm delicious. Okay I am talking about food again but when you are cycling up and down hills all day long tugging twice your body weight you work up quite the appetite.

The day after we left Oyooyous the group happened to find a weigh scale that the group cycled over. Rough weights including bike and gear and trailers(cam and jennica):
Alisha-110 kg
Christine-110 kg
Cam-120 kg
Jennica-100kg
Klara-100kg
So you can only imagine.

Quote of the Day:
" I keep eating but I never feel full...the minute I start eating I just get hungrier"

We packed up our laundry that we had scattered all over the floor at the Newhouse residence. Then headed off to the grocery store for some lunch and dinner supplies then off to Canal Flats we went.

Enroute to Fort Steal Jennica and the gals (Alisha and Klara) began to compose a song to summerize our journey. I will wait till it's done to share the song with you all but it goes to the tune of 'the gambler' by Kenny Rogers.... to be continued...


At Fort Steele we ran in to a group of four girls cycling from Calgary. We are starting to see more cyclists on the road it is getting really exciting.



The shoulder on the road was really good compared to yesterday. (Yesterday there was the "wake-up" groves right beside th ewhite line then by that a lot of rubble over the majority of the trip). Even though the shoulder was better to bike on we somehow managed to get way more honks from vehicals passing by telling us to move over. We try to please the motorists but you can only mover over sooo far.

We stopped at Wasa Lake for a good lunch... meanwhile the mosquitos snacked on us for lunch.




For the evening we found a small hostal and RV campground in Canal Flats Called Columbia Lake Lodge. The place is established in an old school house, with a library attached i one of the old school rooms so here I am to typing away to share todays events with you.