I had some precious extra time with Dan and Shelley this morning as we enjoyed breakfast on their deck before they had to leave for a work party on their local trails. They told me not to rush off and that today's ride would be a good one. I really wanted to try and get up to date on the blog so sat on their deck to finish a post I had started the night before. I have been thinking I should put together a coffee table book on the best deck views in Canada.
Sharing an awesome breakfast with Dan and Shelley.
View from their deck.
Although the forecast was for rain I set off in glorious sunshine along the quiet road to New Denver. There was not much of a shoulder but so little traffic it didn't matter. The Kaslo River ran beside the road and was beautiful. It was a gradual uphill for most of the way. I am really glad that Dan had told me a bit of the history of the area and given me a book, 'The Valley of the Ghosts' to browse before bed because it was hard to see many of the old ruins. It has to rate as one of the most scenic roads I have been on so far, I would had taken more pictures but the downhill section (when there were snow capped mountains in the background) was fast and windy and I didn't think it was particularly safe to stop and take pictures.
Fish Lake (iPhone camera does not do this view justice!!).
I made a brief stop in New Denver before continuing on. The clouds had been gathering all afternoon and although I was hoping to push on to Nakusp I had been in touch with a warmshowers host 16km north of New Denver in Hills.
As I turned off the main road in Hills it started to rain and by the time I made it the few hundred meters to the end of the road and Daniel and Helen's house it was raining quite heavily. As I wheeled my bike into their garage thunder and lightening rumbled and crackled overhead. They welcomed me in with open arms and I was quickly introduced to 3 generations of the family including their son Otis and new grand daughter Isis. The heavens had well and truly opened and it was an easy decision to stay. I chatted to Helen while she cooked up some dinner, she and Daniel have done a number of bike tours and she had just come back from a month riding in the UK. There were 8 of us around the table for dinner but Helen didn't seem to mind as she prepared the meal on a fabulous old wood burning stove / oven.
As there was still thunder and lighting as well as heavy rain they found a spot for me inside and when I went to get a few things from my trailer I realized Bob and the bike would have their own company for the night.
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