During the days across the Prairies of Saskatchewan and Alberta, there were scenes like this. Steer looking out over the fields, letting out a growl to stand his ground. I would exchange my empty water bottles on the frame with full bottles that I kept in reserve inside my handlebar bag. I can store about 4.2 liters in my handlebar bag on top of 1.4 liters that is held in my water bottles cages on the seat and down tubes of the Koga-Miyata aluminum frame. Water is one of the most important tools to get into and continue bicycle touring across country, never underestimate it in Mongolia either, especially in the deserts northwest (Altai) and south (Gobi)! So, I carry all that water and usually mix powdered Gatorade to add to hydration effect.
KOGA-MIYATA is a really cool cat, watch her sit still and watch her glide along the road. She's coming back! From Medicine Hat, Alberta I stayed with Nick and Christina Davy's house. From there I called ahead (200 miles) to Cathy and Dave in northeast Calgary, Alberta. I cycled two days ahead northeast and followed the TransCanada Highway and jogged around other secondary highways.
When I finished cycling for 28 days the scenery changed to Cathy's backyard in northeast Calgary, Alberta, Canada and we had a nice campfire and stories to tell around the circle. I always wish there was more time to be together as community, instead of just fleeting moments in time, but time is precious and so are the friends we make and friends we keep over long distances of time and geographical space. I miss them.
Backyard stories (: Micheal from Saudi Arabia and Cathy whom I went to high school in Windsor, Ontario.
At the First Nations PowWow, celebrations were already underway and children and adults prepared and danced to Native drums and songs. I would camp the night next to Teepee tents and listen to drums and chanting over the crackling of the campfire under the light of the silver moon. We enchanted spirits and the National Park came to life with the communities and family relatives gathered together in unison. I was very fortunate to meet them and share in their traditions and welcoming culture. Anishinaabemowin / ᐊᓂᔑᓈᐯᒧᐎᓐ (Ojibwe)
Thank you Miigwech Chi-miigwech
They welcomed and overnight I camped and enjoyed the company of these great people in Alberta.
Please sign the guestbook and leave your address, I will get back to you shortly, it might take me years in all honesty. But I hope the days come when I reconnect with the road and the good spirited people that live alongside it around the world. Right now, I am renovating a house that doesn't move, it creaks.
Matteo F Zeni of Italy, walks back to his bicycle with drop handlebars. It was a beautiful Raleigh Sojourn. Matteo finished working in Vancouver, British Columbia and prepared his gear over the year of serving customers in restaurants in the big city by Kitsilano Beach. We cycled together from Banff Village into Cochrane with Albertan cyclist who recommended MacKay's Ice cream shop, there I spoke to Kiefer Sutherland about my life in South Korea, the trips I've been doing, the IDEAS Foundation, and life!
A lone pier leaving Banff area, the panamera photo didn't turn look perfect, it was raining and beautiful outside. The air quality was also exceptionally clean when I compare riding in South Korea to the Rocky Mountains, I definitely miss the Rockies! Air Pollution in South Korea real time index, see it here.
Banff Village, we have some small shops and boutiques, Starbuck Coffee and All mountain bikes.
Hello deer! No reply. This young animal is walking along the Bow River, it's a wonderful little animal.
Relaxation comes after riding across part of the United States into Canada. I love the northern tier (Highway 2 in Michigan onwards as far as Seattle, Washington), I crossed the Northern tier Highway 2 in 1994, 1996, 1998 and 2013...this trip though, I turned into Canada at North Portal, North Dakota, and continued cycling. Previous trips, I rode motorcycles into Banff, Alberta via Montana's Glacier National Park and once I rode a motorcycle from Vancouver, British Columbia south to Seattle, Washington and on to Detroit, Michigan and across the Ambassador Bridge into Windsor, Ontario. I also drove a 1975 Jeep CJ5 across Highway 2 into Seattle, up to Vancouver, across Vancouver Island and south to San Diego, California.
Crazy Larry Melnik of Windsor, Ontario now a long-time Banff Village resident, local entertainer, sports announcer, children's balloon creator, and dynamic Tour Divide host and avid cyclist too. Matteo accompanies Larry as we ride out of the village to our camping site in the woods.
Mount Rundle, this was taken inside Banff National Park, Alberta, Canada. I climbed to the peak in May 1995, the year my friend Alex Hoffman (Windsor, Ontario) and I drove a 1977 GMC pickup out to the Rockies. I have printed photos of that journey taken with a 35mm film Canon AE1 camera. From Banff Village, I continued south to the Montana border and followed the border through the southern meadows to avoid a snow squall that had landed that early spring in the Rockies. Cold from exposure, I slept in a mountain rest area bathroom, and woke to sensor lights in the bathroom, also turning on the only heat source, a hand dryer mounted on the wall beside me. That was an uncomfortable night! The next morning, I had to roll my Kawasaki Ninja EX500 down the hill to start the engine in second gear, it was cold!
Matteo F Zeni (Italy) and myself, we pose with the great Rocky Mountains in the background. I keep in touch with Matteo on Facebook, I hope our roads cross paths in the future. Right here we are living the high life of bicycle touring in an amazing western Canadian mountain range filled with beautiful sights and clear skies.
Devon from Cochrane, Alberta rode his SURLY Disc Trucker that he assembled himself at his home. The 700c and 29er wheels were definitely much faster than my traditional 26 inch wheels, look ahead how far they go. Later I lost them, and we met up again at Mackay's Ice cream shop in Cochrane.
Kiefer and his father Donald Sutherland were filming their western film, Forsaken, while we were cycling through the Alberta ranges. Serendipitously, I met Kiefer inside this ice cream store (below), here we rested after a days ride outside of Banff National Park.
Reunion in Calgary with Cathy Gignac, we were friends until I changed school in 1990. It had been 23 years since we had met up in real time. I really appreciate her welcome and huge support with finding a flight (donation from coworker) for my return to London, Ontario. I was within 200 kilometers or 120 miles from my hometown of Windsor. I reassembled the Koga-Miyata bicycle after Cathy helped with sourcing the 29er cardboard box at Sportchek in calgary. In all, her and Dave really did so much to support me. They also supported the relief for the High River Halo Benefit Concert supporting communities affected by Alberta floods and we attended the Canadian benefit concert together, big names in music played like Tom Cochrane, Big Sugar, and 13 other bands. It was a big concert in Canada, Albertans and Canadians pulled together and money came in to help all the displaced communities along the High River Valley.
Me, Cathy and her sister, the concert was a packed house of music lovers and supported the charity efforts.
Dave and me (: Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
I met Tony Esteves IONTHEBALL at the Halo Benefit concert, we met in our TESOL course in 1997, in Windsor, Ontario. Again, it had been 16 years since we had met up in person. That was awesome!
Off to Calgary Airport, time to fly to London, Ontario!
Met CIBC bank receptionists, they gave me promotional gifts for free. (: Must of been my smile?
I carried a lot of gear inside Cathy's suitcase, I didn't want to throw it away, so I carried it along the journey.
Which way should I go? I stayed in Thamesville in a "Man Cave" cabin built by Dave in the backyard for himself and guests, family and grandchildren who visited him. And bicycle travelers!
After a fun conversation with a local lady at a convenience store in Thamesville, I followed directions from another passerby, his friend Dave lived down the road and loved adventure travel. Without knowing any of the 3 people, I was welcomed and directed to find more conversations and a night stay with his friend down the road! He was a local trucker and put me up in the "Man Cave" filled with North American memorabilia. The following morning, I heard soft rock music playing from the large Morning
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