Posts Tagged "KLR650"

St. John’s to Vancouver and Back Part 13

At the next stop, somewhere around Medora, North Dakota, we stopped to look at the landscape, as it was very similar to Drumheller in Alberta. There were wild bison here, although I didn’t see any. DId I mention I am a very lucky person? Just going back over these photos I feel like I won the lottery – it was such an awesome trip. I happened to glance down at Dave’s tire and...

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St. John’s to Vancouver and Back Part 14

Another great campsite at the Driftwood park, a couple hundred kms West of Ottawa, on the Ottawa river. Getting wood for the fire. And coffee. It was such a nice spot, I took lots of pictures. The weather was nice, but some thunder clouds were rolling on the horizon, so we used a tarp for extra protection, although it turned out it wasn’t necessary. It is the last site – nestled into...

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St. John’s to Vancouver and Back Part 15

Made it across the border with no problems, and landed at my cousin’s place in Grand Bay, on a beautiful sunny day. The reflection in the mirror says it all. My cousin Angela cookin up a scoff. So, it is July 29 – and tomorrow I could go to the U2 concert, or head for the ferry and go to the Soiree. My cousin was going to the concert, but after a month of freedom and big skies, the...

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St. John’s to Vancouver and Back Part 8

St. John’s to Vancouver and Back Part 8

After Drumheller, we decided to pick up some oil at a Walmart, and while we were there I picked up some panties and hair elastics, and toothpaste. The girl at the cash burst out laughing, and had a hard time keeping a straight face, she said “I am not even going to ask what you are doing with motor oil, panties and hair elastics, I know what the toothpaste is for!” We all had a good...

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St. John’s to Vancouver and Back Part 9

Leaving Jasper was quite cold, and we got a bit nappish somewhere along the way – and pulled over into this little village in the middle of nowhere. I suggested going down a dirt track (had to get some offroad riding in) and Dave valiantly steered his fully-loaded bike down the path to the train tracks. Pulled out the old blue tarp and had a bit of a nap. I love how the clouds just hover...

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