Oh what a lovely time I had in San Francisco, it’s now time to move on and the first step is not a big one. I’m going south along the coast towards Santa Cruz before turning inland to go and see Google campus and then stay the night with another new friend that I acquired…
San Francisco
After a day in Bolinas enjoying the best of the hippy culture Cascadia has to offer I leave and cross the Golden Gate Bridge. Two things did strike me while I was doing so. First of all, I think the Golden Gate Bridge is the one I have seen more often blown up in movies…
Through Cascadia
Washington State was intense, but in a good way, now I have a few days of long riding to get myself to san Francisco where I will see a lot of friends and hopefully have a blast. To do that I have to cross the vast majority of Cascadia. The first leg gets me into…
Washington State
Another border crossing and another opportunity to feel anxious. In the end, as usual, there are no problems and I, quite literally, sail through. The plan for the day is to get across from Victoria to Port Angeles, where my novelty twilight tour will start, then go to Neath Bay to learn more about the…
Vancouver Island
Out of the city and back in the wilderness of Canada. Vancouver was good but now it’s off to the Island and see if all the people that told me good things about it were right. First thing, as I queue for the ferry, I meet this bunch of bikers that are going my same…
Vancouver
I spent three nights in Vancouver and reacquainted myself with the feel of a big city. Vancouver is however a bit different. It’s tidy and people seem just quite happy, it’s clean and it has a lovely sea front. The hostel was good and I have become quite accustomed to sharing room with people of…
Back to Canada
Nice evening at Camp Gonzo, spending the evening with the guys and a whole other set of people was fun but it’s time to get on the road again. Heading north towards Canada now and I’ve got a bit of a gamble ahead of me. It’s late in the summer and I hope not to…
It’s too late
Early morning in Three Forks, it’s bloody cold, 3ยบ C, and it’s seven o’clock in the morning. Eric said the sooner the better so I have to go. Eric is a guy I met at Burning Man that asked me if I wanted to to for a six day rafting trip with him and some…
Welcome home
So, the time has come, Isabella is here and performing her acrobatics in the pool, I collected the RV and we’re off. Once we pick up Cristiano from the airport it’ll be directly north to Black Rock City. It’s a long journey from Las Vega to Reno where we have to stop to pick up…