Introduction
18 July 2012
This is bear country. Black bears and grizzly bears roam the forests that line both sides of the road.
The bike is broken. The rear shock has snapped, collapsing the back of the bike.
The mozzies are the size of B52 bombers and driving us crazy, despite being lathered with insect repellent.
We are in the middle of nowhere. We are alone and we are in trouble.
Our friends have gone ahead to get help, possibly a tow truck.
We’ve been on the road for more than 10 months, and to be honest, the past few weeks have been a bit of a doddle. Riding through the US is so easy after South and Central America. Canada is just as easy — until now.
We were excited this morning, beginning our ride to Alaska.
And now, here we are, stranded in the middle of British Columbia with a bike that is going nowhere.
Bloody hell!