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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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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!

In Vancouver I met Nigel, a ski club program director, on his 1200 Adventure (the few problems I have with the 1150 look to be sorted on the 1200….fantastic!) he invited me to stay in Whistler, it was on my way north so I did.
Booked for the winter Olympics 2010, Whistler is picture pretty, big ragged mountains above the fir-treed slopes with ski runs carved thru’… Swiss village architecture, boutiques, restaurants and bars…Nigel continued this amazing, generous hospitality that I have been getting laid on me.

Bear with me….over there, a real black bear (tick), and further, a momma bear and cub (tick, tick) 11 out of 10 cuteness factor, but I’m just as happy dangling 15 feet above them in bear petting leads to stumpy little arms, ending at the elbows!

Bare with me….there’s a little lost lake where the locals go to nude up but it’s all a little chilly for my tropical thinned blood.
Up to the top, courtesy of 4 lifts and a pass from Nigel, there’s a glacier up here, skiers, snow boarders and anybody, doing their thing(s)….but you know my feelings about things ski-ish! The views were speccy but it was poco frio!!…like brrr.

I leave Whistler early and head out of town around the lake….greasy-streaky-bacon morning light, then the mountain’s perfect reflection on the water….up into the winding mountain roads, across the valleys, the smells always intense, one of the joys of riding, ...