Golden B.C.

Another magnificent day of cycling today as we made our way north through the river valleys of British Columbia. It's been getting toasty in the afternoons, with temps climbing close to 90. We've been at it for several days now, and have two big back-to-back days coming up before the next rest day. I'm feeling about ready for a break now as it is, but we're all soldiering along.

The scenery definitely helps propel the legs though. The canyon walls gradually closed in on us as the day progressed. It reminded me a lot of Switzerland actually.

Finding a suitable lunch stop for the R.V. is one of many challenges that Agnes and the gals face each day. Today they pulled into the driveway of a house along the road. Rita used her feminine wiles and convinced the owner of the house to let us set up shop there for our lunch stop. They've picked some stunning locations for our breaks along the way. This particular location had wild saskatoon berries growing across the street. Terry looked like a cycling bear as he was raiding the bush.

Late in the day I was cycling alone and spotted an Osprey in its nest along side the road. It took off from the nest, made a big circle around the valley and came in for a landing as I stopped and watched in awe. What an incredible site.

Tomorrow's a monster day: 95 miles and two major climbs including Rogers Pass, one of the best known climbs in all of Canada. Should be quite a day.