Spring is here, I think it's safe to say. After a week's work in Calgary re-living my Winter nightmares of the past few months here, I arrived home to find a second consecutive sun-filled forecast for our neck of the woods here in SW BC. Called the Mrs from the airport and yup... she's up for a nice day ride on Saturday. Before heading out East, the plan is to hit Abbotsford about an hour West to pick up a new pair of chaps for my bride of 36 years as of Sunday... my anniversary present to her (yes I know, I'm such a romantic sole
).
Heading West on highway 7, a nice clear, brisk morning... my favorite time of day and temperature to ride.
The Old Dewdney Store... a favorite coffee stop of ours, with a great bakery....and beef jerky
After picking up the chaps (honestly... She did appreciate them, she does has a practical side
to her and did want a new pair... I did get her a nice ring at Christmas
) we headed back East through the backroads of Hatzic
Little bit of snow left... Good Riddence!!
Into the twisties...this is a great little stretch with few if any other vehicles... just have to keep an eye out for the odd tractor. This time of year is burning season in rural BC...lots of landscape clearing fires everywhere.
We continued East past the town of Hope, however this is where Spring road conditions ended. Higher elevations on highways 1,3,or 5 past this stage would produce either the possibility of snow or ice residue, or most certainly a lot of sand and gravel, so we headed back to Hope for a coffee.
Crossing the mighty Fraser River... another month and the snow runoff will make this a this into a much less peaceful waterway.
Outside the Blue Moose Cafe in Hope with my MUCH better half and our new friend... a new addition to the many carvings in this neat little town... the gateway to the interior and northern regions of BC and beyond. As I've posted on here previously, my wife has been my riding co-pilot from the very first night we met, always willing to hop on the back of my bikes for rides short or long, through every conceivable type of condition. Never a complaint even on longer rides, and has trusted my abilities and endured my penchant for living up to a nickname she has given me (Around the Bender).... where I sometimes like to stretch a day's ride to where she's logged countless of 500,600, 700 + mile days on the back of that old Corbin seat.
We're off this AM up the Sunshine Coast to celebrate 36 and counting great years together ... I. am one lucky motorcycle rider for sure
