Saturday, we had a nice morning with the Hunters and got back on the road. While John went to Penticton to vist with Dave and company, the rest of us went on to Toad Rock Campground near Kootenay. On the advice of Jay, we revised our route out of town and to Toad Rock. We took a lovely winding road to Needles to pick up a ferry. On the way there, a couple Rockets (a Yamaha R1 and R6) caught up with us behind some cars. When we got past the cars, we picked up the pace and for a little while they stayed back there, but not close. At one point, the pavement got a little bit rough, and the turns got tighter and the rockets disappeared... in our dust! After the road straightened out and we were cruising along, they came blasting past. Guess they were trying to save some face after getting smoked by a couple fully loaded GSes...
Evan and I decided that we were up for a little more challenge for the day, since the distance was short and we'd have a good amount of extra time. While Walter and Cheryl went west at Nakusp to the 31A to get to Kaslo, Evan and I went north on the 31. It was a longer route with about 50 miles of unpaved gravel through a more remote area. Great stuff. Running through the high trees, that occasionally broke away to reveal great vistas of the lakes far down the cliffside. Aside from the occasional Deer in the middle of road, the gravel was in good shape, free of traffic and made for easy running and spectacular scenery. At one point, on a long straight, the pines made a canopy shading the road. As we cruised along, we could peer into the depths of the forest and see illuminated spots from breaks in the trees where the sun made a spotlight in the darkness. Very cool stuff.
We met up Walter and Cheryl again at the campground where there was an MRT rally going on... -MGates
Evan and I decided that we were up for a little more challenge for the day, since the distance was short and we'd have a good amount of extra time. While Walter and Cheryl went west at Nakusp to the 31A to get to Kaslo, Evan and I went north on the 31. It was a longer route with about 50 miles of unpaved gravel through a more remote area. Great stuff. Running through the high trees, that occasionally broke away to reveal great vistas of the lakes far down the cliffside. Aside from the occasional Deer in the middle of road, the gravel was in good shape, free of traffic and made for easy running and spectacular scenery. At one point, on a long straight, the pines made a canopy shading the road. As we cruised along, we could peer into the depths of the forest and see illuminated spots from breaks in the trees where the sun made a spotlight in the darkness. Very cool stuff.
We met up Walter and Cheryl again at the campground where there was an MRT rally going on... -MGates
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