DAY 1 – August 6, 2013, ferry terminal, Galiano Island, British Columbia:
Day 75 – October 20, 2013, our driveway in Borrego Springs, California:
The Great Adventure is history … time now to sum it up – by the numbers.
0 bike mishaps or breakdowns!
0 traffic tickets
0 “I thought she was on the bike” incidents
1 bike blown over (at night by a storm)
1 jacket left behind
1 coffee pot destroyed
1 pair sunglasses blown off
2 new tires for the bike
2 lawn chairs jettisoned
2 meddlesome hurricanes that changed our travel plans
2 pillows lost or stolen.
3 boxes of ‘stuff ‘ shipped home while enroute
3 rounds of golf
4 bucket-list items checked off:
– L’Anse aux Meadows, Newfoundland;
– Blue Ridge Parkway (bikers’ Mecca);
– New Orleans;
– Corpus Christi, Texas (for birding).
7 ‘new’ birds for our life list:
– Piping Plover;
– Wilson’s Plover;
– Black-bellied Whistling Duck;
– Fulvous Whistling Duck;
– White-tailed Kite;
– Royal Tern;
– Sandwich Tern.
8 days of bad biking weather
8 ferry rides
10 Canadian provinces
19 American states
34 mpg average
67 days of great biking weather (sun or friendly clouds)
74 nights away from home:
– 2 camping;
– 4 on board ship;
– 10 in B&Bs;
– 11 in motels;
– 23 with friends and relatives;
– 24 in hotels
75 days travelling
114 stops at historical markers
153 gas stops
2,762 photographs (some censored)
19,016 kilometers (11,910 miles).
Our love and appreciation goes out to everyone who contributed in one way or another to the trip. It was indeed a Great Adventure. We saw so many fun and interesting things that even the blog fell short in keeping track of it all. Thanks to all those who followed the blog and emailed their kind words to us, or commented in the blog site itself.
Special thanks to the following, without whom it could not have been the success it was:
– Barry Little for his help in rewiring the electrical system on the bike and trailer to make sure nothing went wrong along the way.
– Jim and Mary Hackett for dinner on the night before we left, plus a ride to the ferry, and attending to Gossip chores for the past 2½ months while we were gallivanting about the countryside,
– Linda Guggisberg for repairing Jeff’s Kevlar blue jeans, which survived intact after 75 days of road grime and the occasional on-the-knees repairs,
– Eleanor Coulthard for her departure goody-bag, and band-aids, all of which were used.
– Dave Ages and Virginia Monk for looking after our truck until we return in December,
– Marion Keys, and our son Laird Salton, looking after the RV until we return,
– John Coulthard for handling our mail and business things while we have been away.
– Oliver and Betty Thompson for watching over our Borrego house once again.
– Rebecca Salton for setting up Face Time calls with us so we could visit with the grandchildren, Logan and Lily, on a regular basis,
– Kevin and Kristin Kern for finding Jeff clothes for the wedding in Ohio.
– Larry and Cheryl Levy for driving up to Sault Ste. Marie to spend some time with us as we drove by on the eastward leg of the journey.
– Plus, all the friends and relatives who put us up for a day or two, or three, providing love and comfort, a good meal, and a washer and dryer, on the 23 nights we took advantage of their hospitality.
Above all, what made the trip fun and full of happy expectations every day, rather than a tediously long journey, were the friends and family we were able to visit and stay with along the way. The trip simply could not have been as joyous as it was had we not been able to look forward to our visits, particularly as we became a bit road-weary on occasion. A very special thanks to those who blessed us with their love and kindness:
- Linda and Terry O’Farrell
- Jan and Laird Willson
- Tim and Kathy Kjorlien
- Larry and Cheryl Levy
- David and Susan Garner
- Angus and Linda Ross
- Ros Bruce and Claudia Martin
- Gord McPhee and Marge Hackett
- Lyla Stuart and Jack Stevens
- Nancy and Joe Lane
- Betty and Oliver Thompson
- Lynne and Marty Reich, and
- all the family in Ohio!
Oh yes, the other ‘incident’. Remember the pillow? And the way the trailer was so full at the beginning that we could hardly get the lid closed? Well, at one point early on in the trip Lynnette tapped my shoulder…”Do you smell something hot?”, she hollered. Jeff stopped the bike and got off! Sho’ nuff, there was something burning, and it was coming from the trailer! Cautiously opening the lid, the smoke poured out…Lynnette’s clothes duffle bag was smouldering, and a hole had been burnt through the strap and the bag, plus…a pair of socks were now fused to the inside of the bag! It seems that with all the cramming the interior light in the trailer had been turned on, with entirely understandable results! Hot on the heels of the lost pillow (pun intended), not to mention the backwards slide down the gravel driveway, we decided to keep this little incident to ourselves, lest someone send out an APB and have both of us, and the bike, recalled. But can you imagine the sight if we had been going faster and not noticed the smoke for a few miles further on!!
The photo doesn’t do justice to the extent of the calamity, but we’re going to have the bag and the socks bronzed so you can see it for yourselves!
Love to all, Jeff and Lynnette Salton