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Alaska, atlasta...shades of Ushuia, 20+ hours of daylight, my time orientation out of whack, time to eat? cornflakes and milk or steak and red??…looks like 2pm, actually 10pm, sunset is 12.30am, sunrise 3am!…helps to make me realise how much I wouldn’t like to be here at the opposite time of year!
And it’s my anniversary, yes, 25 June 2005 I flew into LA, sometimes it seems like 12 weeks, other times, forever! The bike’s just clicked over 72.000 kms!

RV, RV, POQ and DCB….!

Bill Shum
2006-08-21 16:58:54

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Then the big horn sheep, a couple of them on the road (tick), actually they are massive horn sheep, how can they hold the weight up?…same body styling as the buffalo, (a small mob by the roadside as well (ticks)) giant, bullant heads, hunched shoulders, then skinny little arse ends, and deer and caribou…and squirrels…(tick, tick, tick) ..often on the road, they should be off gathering nuts not sunning their nuts on the asphalt, they run a bit and then crouch down “he’ll never see me” on the wide, flat asphalt they stand out like a steak at a Hindu barbecue, or maybe it’s a teenage squirrel thing, “hey guys, lets go down to the freeway and play ‘quick squirrel/flat squirrel’” The bears eat them off the road, bear snack food!
I pull into a gas station/café tres rural, another
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Out of Whistlerbackwater, a slightly slow local young guy strikes up a conversation, he’s a fisherman and loves the country up here, I can understand why, it is beautiful, he insists on paying for my coffee and muffin, and then pays my gas as well…once more, it is extraordinary…welcome to Canada he says.

Then, up ahead I see a range of huge mountains, the famous Canadian Rockies? Black and foreboding, snow caught in niches and folds, jagged row of mini matterhorns, like looking into the jaws of a great white.

A sign warns of horses, whaa?..then a couple of kms further a bunch of 20 or so huge horses, like giant Clydesdales, preparing to charge up onto the road, again I’m torn between photgraphing, and/or surviving, a charge, I slip past them, a little further, off to the side, another momma bear and cub, are they going to cross the road? Can I pull up and take a photo without getting attacked? Pass me the really long lens please…the momma bear has the same look I’ve seen in the eyes of mommas whose daughters I was trying to date! Danger Will ...