Wells to 100 Mile House (297.4 KM)
August 7th 2011
Got down to zero Celsius last night and when we stopped for the day today we noticed a can a beer Cheryl was carrying in her pannier leaked. Yep, not a good idea in the luggage but in any case we did and beer got all over her sleeping bag, pillow, a camera among other things. Now, can you imagine if this happened say yesterday and we went to camp? Too funny Cheryl would have been drunk all night just from her bag. Seriously though we are very happy that we did not sleep outside last night and if you look at the picture below so was Cheryl. I all ready had 2 cups of coffee when I took this picture of her all snuggled in the bed.
We headed up to Barkerville only about 6 KM’s from where we stayed around 8am. The gates open to the town at 8 and the shops and town comes alive at 1000. We got to see everything without all the other annoying tourists and we also had breakfast while some of the “cast” were eating. The town plays the part for real during business hours and all the costumes and people are for real. We did not really hang around to see everything get in full swing but we did get a taste of this very interesting tourist attraction.
We highly recommend anyone coming up this way to make the side trip to Barkerville. now enjoy your virtual tour. (remember to click the picture to make them larger)
We pulled over at a rest stop right outside Wells to check my bike. It was stalling again. Mind you since Cheryl did her reset back in Stewart her bikes has been running fine. We both disconnected our batteries in Stewart for 5 mins and then ran the bikes at idle for 15 mins. Cheryl’s seems to have worked mine not so much. We will try again soon.
Here is where Brian, aka Cariboo_kid from the ADV forum found us. He lives in Quesnel and we briefly met Brian yesterday. He sent an email saying he wanted to ride a few hundred miles with us today and he did. Brian came to Williams Lake with us and he took us on a side route that was a really nice country back road. Brian I know you are reading this, what road was that? We can not see the name on our map.
Brian told us that a local man built this bridge himself.
Update from Brian: “Originally the only way to cross the Fraser between Quesnel and Willam’s Lake was by the reaction ferry at Alexandria. According to local stories, Johnson’s wife had a near drowning accident while using the ferry and Rudy petitioned the provincial government to build a safer and permanent crossing. After being ignored by all levels of government, he purchased a 200-ton, 300-foot long steel bridge in Alaska and reassembled it across the Fraser River, with the help of engineer Howard Elder, in six months for only $200,000. It allowed him to cut 30 miles off his trips between his Buckskin Ranch and Williams Lake. “
The three of us. By this time the temperature was over 30 degrees Celsius. The second time we felt heat like this. The other time was heading into Fairbanks. Sun, heat we are completely in shock. Actually I think our bodies are in shock because it has been so cold this entire trip that we have worn our heated liner and gloves we would say about 85% of the time.
Coming in to Williams Lake and we see a huge sawmill. Tons of lumber and the town is bigger than we thought. All of these town we have never been through so this is a really cool part of the trip to see our own Province in depth. By the time we are home we will have seen pretty much all of BC.
While we were sitting in McDicks having lunch, we noticed these women checking out our bikes.
Cheryl went out to ask them if they were interested in purchasing them for a trip of their own, however they said they were “too old and afraid” to ride motorcycles. They were just looking at all of the stickers on our our luggage.
We decided not to stay in or around Williams Lake and headed to 100 Mile House. Should have stayed closer to Williams Lake in the end because there was a great Provincial Park to camp at but because we ended the day later than we thought, motel yet again. Seriously, we are only to blame for not camping that much lately, we need to stop riding earlier in the day and not be so tired.
The ride down from Barkerville to 100 Mile House was such a transformation in terrain. We are really beginning to feel like we are getting closer to home. Interesting emotions are going through our heads at this point. Different for both of us but one thing in common is that we could go on from here and stay away for many more months. We are starting to talk about our highlights and there are so many. I guess those will have to wait for the final chapter. We still have more of BC to travel before pulling into our garage. Maple Ridge can wait a bit longer for us to return.
We need to adjust a bit and we will use this time to wind down and get ourselves ready for reality. This trip although is reality felt more like a dream. Kind of surreal to look back and see all the territory we covered, the miles or kilometers, from the mountains to the grasslands. Just amazing and we both do not even feel for a second that this was too long.
Off to bed once again, these days go by so fast. Where tomorrow? Still not sure.