Where ever I may roam

The week spent in Halifax consisted of a lot of walking, exploring, discovering and relaxing. I even managed to fit in some work and spent some time on some of my projects.

The Halifax Citadel was the first point of call. I spent 2 hours wandering the various rooms and looking at the exhibits on display. The army museum was quite interesting, covering WW1, WW2, Vietnam and recently Afghanistan. One of the things that I found interesting was that one of the founders of CIBC was a pirate before he started the bank.

The dock and waterfront was quite touristy, with various little shops set up for food and souvenirs. The Bluenose II was docked in Halifax for a few days while I was there and I took a cruise on it around the harbor. It was a little difficult to get a ticket as most of them had been pre-sold to tour companies. I got down to the dock early and put my name down on the waiting list if there were any no-shows. After going through the safety orientation and hearing a bit about the ship, everyone boarded, and then they started to go through the waiting list. It was worth the wait tho as I got on and it was an excellent trip. The sun was shining and there was a bit of a breeze blowing as we spent about an hour sailing around the bay. Most of the crew had signed on for a season from April to October, sailing up and down the eastern Nova Scotian coast line, calling into ports and running cruises. Sounds like a great way to spend 6 months to me.

Halifax from the Bulenose II

Here’s a video of the cruise around Halifax harbour.

I did a day trip out to Peggy’s Cove and I wasn’t too impressed. That was probably something to do with the heaps of people there. On the way back I turned off the highway and rode into a little coastal town called Lower Prospect. I followed the road until it terminated at a dock, where I sat looking out at the ocean for half an hour. It was peaceful and there were very few people around.

Obligatory Peggy’s Cove Lighthouse photo

Lower Prospect Harbour

Peggy’s Cove Harbour

Some of the other things I got up to was wandering around down town, as well as out into the suburbs. I took a ferry over to Darthmouth and walked the coastal trail there. Due to mis-reading the timetable I got to then other end and discovered that the ferry at that terminal doesn’t run on a Sunday. Then I started to worry about when the last ferry back was as it was 3:50pm. After a quick walk back to the main ferry terminal I caught a ferry back to Halifax. I needn’t have worried tho as the ferries run until 11:30pm.

I caught up with Mike for a beer, who used to be a Wings regular until he moved to Halifax. I also wandered around Point Pleasant Park, wandering the trails and looking at the ruins of fortifications that served as part of the Halifax Defense Network.

I think I got a reasonable balance of of exploring and relaxing during my time here. While I was initially quite happy to stay still for a couple of days, I’m now really looking forward to getting back on the road again. I think a week is a bit too long and I’m finding it a little difficult constantly being surrounded by people. It didn’t help that the kitchen was always dirty, as a few people didn’t clean up after themselves. The hostel has been good for interaction, I’ve had some great conversations with some fellow travelers. The majority of people here seem to be either Australian or German.

I’m really looking forward to being by my self and on the road again tomorrow.

The ride on Tuesday from the Nova Scotia border to Black Rock was quite pleasant. I took it a bit slower, stopping to write for a while in a Tim Hortons and cook lunch at a park in Truro. It’s the first time I’ve cooked something for lunch since being on the road. I spent Tuesday night at Raven’s place, a friend of Selena’s. His house is awesome. It’s a coordwood style structure that he built himself, nestled amongst the trees right near the ocean. The house itself stays quite cool in summer and warm in winter due to the style of construction. The local beach and boat ramp were stunning, the tide was out and we went for a walk along the rocks. There were also some waterfalls close by that were part of a stream that ran through Raven’s property.

Black Rock Beach

His house looked and felt wonderful and it was great talking to him about how it was built and his plans for expansion. It inspired me to think about how I’d go about building a place, what I’d want in it, and how I’d lay it out.

The next day I headed to Annapolis Royal and explored Fort Anne, which took several hours. The town is over 300 years old and the fort was originally built by the French. There were a heap of galleries, historic sites and cafe’s in the town that I checked out. I found a leatherwork and book store which I quite liked and I got myself a new wallet, as the one I had was falling apart. I ended up having a rather tasty club baguette for lunch in Annapolis Royal, while looking out over the water at what was left of the Queen Pier.

I called into Kejimkujik National Park, walking some of the short trails and visiting the waterfalls. I was somewhat tempted to stay the night there and do some more hiking, but I’m glad I continued on.

On Raven’s suggestion I was heading down towards Liverpool instead of Lunenburg, mainly in order to check out the sand beaches at Mouton Cove. They were quite different to the other beaches that I’ve seen in the area as those are rocky. The sand beaches reminded me of the ones in Australia and I liked the visuals of the stones suddenly becoming sand before the water.

Sandy Beach

After departing the RV park in the morning I passed through Liverpool and headed up the coast to Lunenburg, where I spent several hours wandering. It started with a tasting, followed by a tour and then more tastings at the Ironworks Distillery.

Still Sexy

The aging room. Some of these are Jim Beam barrels.

I then went and explored the shops and galleries about town. While the town itself it quite touristy, it’s still got a great vibe. Although that could have been the aftermath of all the spirit tastings I did.

Lunenburg Harbour

I continued onwards, towards Halifax, where I’ll be spending the next week. I stopped to see Blue Rocks and was much more interested in some of the little bays. I stretched my legs at Queensland beach and took the opportunity to eat an orange.

A small bay near Lunenburg

Summing up yesterday in a phrase, it would be ‘A series of bad decisions.’ I left Saint John easily enough and headed towards Saint Martin to go on the Fundy Trail Parkway. There were plenty of lookout points and small trails to walk on, some leading down to the ocean, others providing fantastic views of the cliff faces.

Rock Beach – Fundy Trail Parkway

Fundy parkway

I quite enjoyed strolling through the woods, taking photos and video, however it was hot and I was wearing all my gear, including the jacket. As I progressed along the trail the winds increased, as did the gradient of the roads. I was getting less interested in stopping as I was being blown all over the road and I was hungry, which never improves my mood. Heading out of the parkway I took a wrong turn because I didn’t check the maps and ended up in the sticks. Thankfully it wasn’t that far out of the way. After getting back on course I had lunch at ‘The Castle Restaurant’ in Saint Martin. The fish and chips were fantastic, some of the best I’ve had in years.

Having improved my mood through food intake and fueled up the bike, I thought I’d follow a road on my maps as it looked like a shortcut to the next highway I needed. The road turned into a dirt road, which then turned into a single track running through the trees alongside a stream. The problems started to appear when it turned into a snowmobile trail and then an ATV trail. I got through the first washout o.k. but it was the second one where I became stuck and dropped the bike. After getting the bike upright, out of the washout and turned around I eventually got back to where I started and I took the now extra long way around. I improved my handling of the bike and was quite happy with how far I got it. It would have been easier if it wasn’t fully loaded.

Finally I got to Fundy National Park and saw the campgrounds in the park tI was really tempted to stay there but I was looking for some place I could camp for free. There were heaps of hiking trails and sights in Fundy Park and in hindsight I should have stayed. It would have made the day much nicer. I can re-visit Fundy Park on the way back through New Brunswick as it’s not that far from where I’ll be. It remains to be seen if I do or not.

Instead of camping at Fundy National Park, I continued on to Hopewell Rocks. The ‘park’ was closed, yet visitor access was still permitted, so I wandered along the pathways and saw the rocks from the viewing platforms. The tide was coming in so walking on the beach was a bad idea.

Hopewell Rocks

It was about this time I should have eaten some more food as the handful of so of almonds I had at Fundy Park weren’t cutting it any more. Instead I kept on riding, looking for a place to free camp. It was about this time that I came to the conclusion that I’m not going to free camp unless I have to; i.e. bad weather or an emergency. I also spent a hour going around in circles as I wasn’t looking at my maps. Not good when the sun was going down and I had no idea where a campsite was.

Passing through Sackville I asked someone out walking his dog where the nearest campsite was and found out that it’s in Nova Scotia, 2nd exit. Crossing into Nova Scotia on the Trans Canada was horrible. The wind was being funneled up the bay of Fundy and across the road. I was being blown across both lanes and had to ride at 60km/h to stay in the lane. As it was around 10pm by this time, the traffic was minimal, so that made the crossing somewhat easier. It’s not an experience I want to repeat any time soon.

I saw the signs for the campsite and followed them, only to discover after half an hour of checking maps and exploring all the roads that there wasn’t a campsite. I spied an old man out walking his dog (at 10:45pm!) and found out where there was one. It was a bit further down the highway. I managed to find that one and get checked in. It was a good nights sleep.

Going forward, I’ll be taking it easier. Yesterday was a lot of riding. I’ll also be seeing how a choice feels before plowing ahead with a plan of action. Something I didn’t realize when I was planning this trip was how much energy it takes, especially being buffeted by the wind all the time and being pushed across lanes. It makes riding a lot harder and way more stressful. It’s not something that you tend to experience in a car any where near as much or as often.

I don’t think I’ll be free camping mainly because I don’t feel safe.A car adds a lot of security that a tent just does not have. A car is also a lot quicker to get set up for sleeping and then set back up for driving. At the moment it takes me about 45 minutes to pack up, if I don’t eat. I may change in the future and just start camping but for now campgrounds and hostels are fine. They allow me to stop a lot earlier and leave a lot later, giving me more time to relax.

The two major things learned yesterday:

• Eat More.
• Check The Maps.

I’ve been making my way to the Maritimes over the last few days, having entered New Brunswick 3 days ago. The trip through the rest of Quebec involved a lot of highway and, on occasion, some dirt roads. The dirt road was 42km from Saint Omer to Lac de l’Est and then out to the highway again. A short, scenic hike through the woods took me to the lake side.

Bridge in Woods

Lac de l’Est

After spending the night at an RV park, I was a lot more relaxed when I hit the road the next day. My senses were feeding me a lot more information: The smell of the trees, or fresh cut wood as I passed a mill, the vibration of the bike through the foot pegs and handle bars, the sound of the wind roaring through the helmet, the sight of an eagle circling over head. I was also paying attention to how the landscape changes as the trip progresses. It’s for those experiences that I do long road trips, there’s nothing like the feeling of an open, empty road as it winds through farms, fields and towns.

The route took me through Grand Falls, on the way to Fredericton, where I stopped for a bit and had a look at the markets and museum, as well as having a look at the falls.

Grand Falls

I passed by the worlds longest covered bridge, in Hartland, at took to opportunity to ride up and down it. It was a similar experience to riding through a tunnel, except made of wood.

Hartland Bridge

I got to Fredericton around 5pm and got a place in Student Residence at the University of New Brunswick. It was a change from the hostels and the tent as I had a large room, with a queen bed, and my own bathroom. While the place did have a large commercial kitchen, there were no pots, pans or plates. I ended up using my small camping cookware on a giant 6 burner stove. Getting in a 5pm allowed me to explore the town a bit. It had a good vibe, there were pubs and restaurants with people in them, things seemed to be happening around town.

Bridge Footings

Earlier that day I had been singing a bunch of ACDC songs while riding, incuding Thunderstruck, T.N.T. and Dirty Deeds. The acoustics in a helmet are fantastic. Later that evening I went to Smoke’s Poutinery to get some dinner and as I walked in, Dirty Deeds was playing. That made me grin.

The ride to Saint John was fairly short and I took the opportunity to stop often. I got in to town around 3, which gave me heaps of time to explore. I ended up wandering the streets, admiring the old red brick and stone buildings, as well as checking out the museum.

Brick and Stone buildings

Saint John High School

After the exploring I went and had a lobster dinner. When in the Maritimes…

Lobster Dinner

The ‘hostel’ I’m staying in is a bit different. It’s basically an old town house with a bunch of beds crammed into the rooms. There are a few other people here, which was nice for a chat. It serves as accommodation, but it’s totally different from the expectations of a hostel. I was initially thinking of spending two nights in Saint John, but I’m glad it’s only one.

Today I’ll be taking the Fundy Trail Parkway up the Bay of Fundy towards Hopewell Rocks. From there it will be into Nova Scotia, heading towards Annapolis Royal. I’m planning on spending a week in Halifax, doing day trips to Peggy’s Cove and other places, as well as relaxing. I may even work on a project or two.

I was up and on the road by 9am this morning and I covered 432km of roads ranging from 4 lane freeways (urrgh) to single lane dirt roads (yay).

On a dirt road

The goal for today was to visit Rue Canusa. It’s a road that runs along the border between Canada and the USA. The strange part about it is that the houses on the north side of the road are in Canada and the houses on the south side are in the USA. I eventually got there, as where I thought it was turned out to be a dirt road and not the road I was looking for. Thankfully Rue Canusa wasn’t too far away so I went and road down it.

View down Rue Canusa

After Rue Canusa I basically headed North East. I wasn’t intending to cover as much ground as I did today, but the weather was fine and it was easy to keep riding. I passed through a heap of small towns and some larger ones too, eventually ending up at Lac Magnetic. I was looking for camping around there but couldn’t find any, so I continued onwards. I was following some dirt roads along a river to see if I could find a place to set up the tent, however I couldn’t get access to the river. As the road got back to the highway a bunch of RVs came into view and then entrance to a caravan park appeared. 15 minutes later I had the tent set up for the night. Currently, I’ve got no idea where I am.

I stopped quite often today while I was riding, to take photos, go for walks, have a nap, or just stretch. Tomorrow I want to do more things, if there are things to do.

The adventure started easily enough. I dropped the bike off at Air Canada Cargo in Vancouver on Sunday. The bike was weighed, which came in at 340kg with me on it and was shipped at 250kg. After paying and sorting out the paperwork, which included a bit of furious emailing as the dangerous goods documents I printed needed the color border, the bike was security inspected. The inspection took a while as everything was unpacked and looked at. I haven’t seen someone move so slowly before, however it was re-packed fairly well.

My flight was unremarkable. I got to the gate just as they started boarding, so there wasn’t much time spent waiting. I’d picked a exit row seat by the window when I booked the flight, which was a bonus as I’d forgotten about it. Shortly after take off I fell asleep and woke up just before landing.

Collecting the bike from Cargo in Montreal was fairly straight forward. After getting the address I took a taxi out there as it was on the other side of the airport and the roads that went between the two terminals are commonly referred to as landing strips. I got to the hostel easily enough and found parking for the bike in a secure parkade for $12.50 a day.

The bike, as received in Montreal

Most of Tuesday was spent wandering around Montreal, before and after checking into the hostel. I discovered that there was the Frankofolies music festival on, which I went back to that evening to listen to some music.

Way before the music started

I spent 3 hours on Wednesday wandering around the Montreal Museum of Fine Art. Visiting the museum was the point of spending a full day in Montreal as I didn’t get a chance to take a look last time I was here. There was heaps to see throughout the various floors of the 4 pavilions. I found the Pompeii exhibit very interesting, not only for all the information they had on life there at the time, but how well the artifacts were preserved. After the museum I walked down to the river and along to the Old Port and Old Montreal, looking at the shops, restaurants and buildings down there.

A building in old Montreal

I’ve really enjoyed the time I spend in Montreal.

I’m so glad I’ve now moved all my things into storage and I’m done with the old place. I had been stressing out over the move and consequently I wasn’t really productive with it. I managed to find a storage place that was decently located and didn’t charge the earth for a 10′ x 10′ locker on Tuesday. I also found a 17′ truck on Wednesday, one of the few left. As it was the end of the month a lot of people were trying to move, so trucks and storage were in short supply. Thankfully I got what I needed despite leaving it until the last minute.

Packing was an experience in being scattered and exhausted. There were some things that I didn’t want to pack because I was still going to use them, the kitchen being a prime example. I’m really grateful for Selena coming around several nights during the week to help me pack and generally kick my butt. Moving day went like clockwork thanks to her efforts.

Moving day went fairly well. Being a Saturday, lifting and brunch happened beforehand. I had the truck back at my place by 1pm, only having picked it up at 12:30. I went to move the bike out of the way and discovered that the front tire was dead flat. Hooray. I put the bike up on the center stand to take the load off the front tire and left it. By the time Aki, Reiko and Scott arrived to help with the move I had most of the boxes on the truck, leaving the big furniture to get on there. As we were leaving to go to the storage place I heard something fall down as I closed the front door. I tried to re-open the door to get something else and discovered that it wouldn’t move. After a bit of panicked shoving I found that the umbrella that was behind the door had wedged itself across the door frame. One large shove dislodged the umbrella and a chunk of plaster from the frame. I grabbed the thing I needed and left, leaving the umbrella and chunks of plaster to be dealt with at another time. We got to the storage place at 3:30 and I had the truck returned by 5pm. The four of us made a great team, getting everything off the truck, up the lift and into the storage locker. I really appreciated the help. The person who had the truck before me overfilled the tank when returning it, so I got away with not having to put fuel in it. Win. Saturday evening and night was a mixture of relief, having moved, and exhaustion, from the effort involved.

Sunday was a day of big breakfasts, farmers markets and relaxation, with lots of laughter.

Cleaning on Monday took roughly 4 hours, which was longer than I expected. I did leave the place cleaner than what I found it. When I moved in the house was covered in plaster dust as it was newly renovated. It took several months to get rid of the dust from the floors and other surfaces. The top of the cabinets in the kitchen still have a thick layer of dust on them. Out of sight, out of mind. I didn’t do anything about the door frame either. None of it was noticed upon inspection and I got all of my deposit back. I also replaced the tube in the front tire of the bike on Monday. I’m getting better at it, the first time was 1 hour and 40 minutes, this time I was down to 30 minutes.

I still have plenty of things to do before I leave for Orcas Island on Monday. I need to patch the heavy duty tube and put it back in the front tire. I need to pack the bike and make sure everything is going to fit. I should organize clothes and food for the trip, and finally I need to take anything that’s left to storage. I do have a few days in order to accomplish those tasks, so I’ll take my time doing them.

I’ve been a lot more relaxed since I’ve been done with the old place. I’m starting to get into the travel and adventure mode, and unwinding. Now I’m getting excited for the trip.

Earlier today I gave notice for terminating the lease on my basement suite. This was followed by having dinner with the adopted family, which was full of great conversation and laughter. I’ve been asked several times why I don’t sub-lease my place while I’m away and the answer boils down to Serendipity. I’m only in Canada because of two events: Driving around Australia with a minimal plan and going to the pub one night in Melbourne for dollar tacos. The first one allowed me to end up in Melbourne during the summer of 2010-2011 and the second one allowed me to meet the person who ended up encouraging me to look into a working holiday permit for Canada.

Dollar Tacos at the Dan O’Connell

By not having a place or a job to come back to, I’m free to explore the possibilities that present themselves over the course of this adventure. I don’t quite know where I’m going to end up, which I feel is exciting and slightly foreboding.

I’ve mostly finished getting everything that I need for the bike and the trip, from upgraded suspension and new tires, to RAM mounts and a video camera. Some of it is still in the mail, but most of it has arrived. The longest wait was for the rear shock spring. After Canada Post had received it in Vancouver they sent it to Malta for some unknown reason.

Some of the items to go on or into the bike

Over the course of the next week I’ll be performing some major work to the bike so it looks like I’ll be on transit for the commute to work. At least it will be motivation to get the bike fixed quickly.

44 days until the adventure begins. I’m getting quite excited.

I handed in notice to work today, which made me a bit sad. I’ll be finished up in 5 weeks and there are 52 days until the adventure begins. I’ve begun getting rid of items that I no longer want, and being quite ruthless in the process. This marks one of the points where I can’t turn back, the other one being when I give notice for cancelling my lease in a week. I imagine that I’ll be a lot more focused from this point forward. During the last few weeks I’ve determined the route that I’ll be taking and put dates against places.

The Route (so far)

The route across Canada so far. (click for larger version)

The initial plan was to head out of Montreal as soon as I arrived, tour around New Brunswick, Nova Scotia and Prince Edward Island and then get back to Montreal in time to catch some of the Jazz Festival, after hanging out in Quebec City for a few days. After planning the route it became obvious that I would not be able to catch any of the Jazz Festival without skipping a large amount, or travelling excessive amounts per day. In the interest of my sanity, and actually enjoying the trip, I changed the plan to spend a few days in Montreal before hitting the road.

From Montreal I’ll head inland toward New Brunswick, where I’ll pass through Grand Falls, Fredericton, and then spending a day or two in Saint John. I’ll then head up the Fundy Bay coastline,  taking the Fundy Trail Parkway, and check out Hopewell Rocks. From there it’s into Nova Scotia and down towards Annapolis Royal. After checking out Luenburg, Blue Rocks and Peggy’s Cove, I’ll spend a few days in Halifax. Then it’s time to head towards Sydney, along the coast, where I’ll also spend a few days before heading out on the Cabot Trail. At this stage it appears that I’ll be spending Canada Day in New Glasgow, Nova Scotia, which is the home town of a friend. I’ll then make my way towards Prince Edward Island, where I’ll head around most of the island anti-clockwise, taking advantage of the historical roads on occasion.

Once getting back into New Brunswick, I’ll follow the Arcadian coastline towards Campbelton and then enter into Quebec again. I plan on taking the ferry at Trois-Pistoles across the St Lawrence River and then make my way down the river towards Quebec City, during which I’ll ride around Ile d’Orleans. I’ll spend several days in Quebec City, resting and exploring the city. By this point it will have been 3 weeks since arriving in Montreal and I would have covered over 5000km of roads.

From Quebec City it a long day’s ride into Ottawa, crossing into Ontario at Hawkesbury. A few days later I’ll make another long ride to Toronto, where I’ll also spend a few days, one of those days will include a trip out to see the Niagra Falls.

The route gets a lot less defined once I leave Toronto. I’ll be heading up towards Sudbury and then across to Thunder Bay, but how I do it is yet to be decided. I’ll try to take parts of the TCAT if the route doesn’t look to difficult. The same is true for the route from Thunder Bay, through Winnipeg, Regina, Saskatoon and then into Edmonton. I plan on spending at least a day in the cities mentioned above and I will probably weave my way across, as opposed to heading straight through. From Edmonton I’m going to head to Jasper, where I’ll spend a day or two. Then it’s down the Icefields Hwy for a stretch, through Rocky Mountain House and then down into Calgary. After spending a day or two in Calgary, I’ll head south to Bellevue, through the Crowsnest pass and into British Columbia.

Once in B.C. the route meanders from the Crowsnest Pass towards Creston, then up to take the ferry at Kootenay Bay across to Balfour, and continues on into Nelson. Then it’s up through Nakusp and Revelstoke and into Kamloops. I’m participating in the Loose Screw Dual Sport ride, so I’ll need to be there by the 12th of August. After that I’ll probably head towards Vancouver, via Whistler. It depends on how I’m feeling after 2 months on the road and how the funds are going. I could possibly head over to Vancouver Island as well.

I have 15 days to cover the 3500km between Toronto and Edmonton, which averages to 233km/day. As far as I’m concerned, this is a reasonable pace that still lets me see lots.

In 70 days I’ll be leaving on a trip to ride across Canada on my KLR.

Last week I discovered that Air Canada will air freight motorcycles across the country for $650 if you’re also travelling with them. This immediately got my mind racing over possibilities for adventure. After checking a few facts I found out that the motorcycle can only be booked 30 days in advance and that the fees are subject to review on the 1st May 2016. That was all the information I needed, on the 1st April I booked a one way ticket to Montreal from Vancouver.

There’s been a dream to drive across Canada since I got here 4 years ago. I arrived on June 12th 2012 and I’ll be starting this trip on June 13th, 2016.

Timing and Dates

I’m leaving for Montreal on the 13th, but I’ll be taking off a week before. I’d already registered for ToorCamp which is the June 8th – 12th. I was still keen to go as it only happens every other year and I missed the opportunity in 2014. As for returning, I’d registered for the Loose Screw DualSport Ride in Kamloops last Monday. The Loose Screw in on August 12th – 14th, so I’ll need to be in Kamloops on or before the 12th of August. This gives me almost 9 weeks to get from Montreal out to Nova Scotia and then all the way across to Kamloops.

The Route

Fly East. Ride further East until I hit ocean. Turn around and ride West until I hit the ocean. There’s a possibility of hitting up Vancouver Island again, just because. The actual route I’ll be taking is still up in the air, however I know that I want to ride the Icefields Highway (driven it twice now), some parts of the Crowsnest Hwy, and see some towns in B.C. that I haven’t been through before. I’d love to ride along the St Laurent river between Montreal and Quebec City (driven that, both sides), the rest is yet to be determined. I’ll be looking towards the TCAT for inspiration when planning the route.

The timing is right for me to catch part of the Montreal Jazz Festival on my way back through, which would be wonderful.

More to come on the route later.

The Bike

The KLR as it currently stands

My bike is a mostly stock 2013 Kawasaki KLR 650, with the addition of paniers, crash bars and a steel bash plate. I’ve got a chunk of work to do on it over the next 8 weeks, including but not limited to:

• New front tire.
• Upgrade suspension springs, both front and rear. (on their way)
• Luggage top box for sleeping bag, tripod and hiking boots. (in progress)
• Tool tube and better tool kit. (in progress)

The Plan

I’ve started getting rid of things, and have a few items to sell. Most of my bigger stuff is going to go into storage, which will need to happen by the end of May. Come the 1st of June I’ll be homeless and unemployed (again). I’ll be heading south on the 6th as I’m going to stay in Larrabee Park and hike around Chuckanut for a day. Back in Vancouver on the 12th, out the the airport to drop the bike early on the 13th and then fly out that night. In the mean time there’s a 1001 items on a TODO list which only seems to be getting bigger. Thankfully there are some green ticks on it already.

It’s time for an adventure.