After a good night sleep in Watson lake, I took off toward the Hwy 37, the Cassiar Hwy. Just outside of Watson Lake I nearly hit a young bear, maybe 100 yards from the Sign Post Forest. The bear ran unexpectedly out in front of me and darted back into the bush. Undaunted, this bear started feeding on the side of the road. So I put my GoPro Camera to use and attempted to get my camera out for some more video. Unfortunately for me, the creature ran when the next pickup truck drove by and I was unable to get even a picture of this cute little creature. Shortly there after the sky opened up and it began pouring rain. It poured and poured until I got to Good Hope Lake. From there, Jade City wasn’t too far and I stopped in to say hi to my friend Kendra and a new employee there, named Jessica. I wanted to dry off a bit and they always have free coffee and cocoa. So I stayed a bit to chat They told me that they may be opening a restaurant across the road from the store. I told them tha tit would probably do good business in the summer and that I look forward to having a burger there on my next visit. I said my goodbyes and took off, only to be created by more rain showers. Form here on, all the way to Dease Lake I would be in and out of the rain. Once at Dease Lake I grabbed some lunch and the weather began to show signs of improvement.
|Leaving the Air Force Lodge at Watson Lake|
|A break in the rain at Good Hope Lake|
|Jade City, free coffee and good company|
It was still heavily overcast when I left, but as I go toward the native village known as Iskut, I could tell that I was out of the rain for good this day as I could see blue skies of in the south.
It was pretty uneventful, save for the few times I stopped to take some pictures and film some video. I happen to play leap frog with a couple that each had their own motorcycles. The lady had a lowered F650 GS while her husband had a big Harley and a tent trailer.
|The Cassiar Hwy...somewhere near Kinaskat Lake|
|My overloaded steed|
|This rock looked a bit phallic (strange)|
|My arrival near Bell II Lodge|
|My camp at Mezidain Lake|
|Earl and an apprentice carving a totem pole out of Cedar|
|Earl stated that they have been working |
on the totem for nearly 5 months
|The village of Gitanyow the community of the Gitxsan people|
|Some of thee totems date back well over 100 years or more.|
I parted ways with Earl and shortly after getting back onto the Cassiar hwy, another little bear darted in front of me. This time, the bear startled me and I nearly dumped my bike. The little black bear just sat there staring at me a bit while I struggled to get my camera out for some more bear footage. However, just as I was nearly ready, the bear took off for the forest, disappearing as fast as it appeared.
At the junction of the Cassiar and Yellowhead Highways, I gassed up and headed toward Smithers. From there it was long slog to Prince George… about 5.5 hours later. As I was gassing up, I inspected my tires, particularly my rear tire. Back in Watson Lake I made a mental note of how much tread I had left. I was carrying more with now as I had some of Johanns’ gear with me. I noticed that my cleat was nearly gone and that some cracks were forming in the rubber. I was a bit uncomfortable going the last 1000 miles or so home on this tire. It happened to be Sunday Evening and all the bike shops are usually closed on Sundays and Mondays.
Instead of camping, I got motel and wi-fi to begin my search for a bike shop that would a) be open on a Monday and b) would have a tire for my bike.
Stay tuned to see what the next 2 days had in store for me.