Bedroom? Check - right pannier. Closet? Check - top bag. Garage? Check- left pannier. Pantry? Uh??

Well it was a quick blast from Calgary to Jasper for day one, and by "blast" I mean the kind of thing you see coming out the end of one of those ski hill turbine snow makers.

My friend Chipp came along for the ride on his 1150GSA, and was in for penny and pound once the conditions got rough.

We left Calgary later than expected after making the final services to the bike and finishing up some odds and ends. I ride a 2007 BMW F650GS Dakar, and have done some modifications to it. The latest of which was the addition of the Touratech skid plate and fuel bottle / water bottle holders.
A big thank you Wally at Blackfoot Motorsports!!

Riding west out of Calgary on the 1A was the perfect start to what I'm sure is to become many more days of that kind of quiet, twisty, picturesque, highway.

We hit Lake Louise and watched for a moment as tourists gathered to take pictures of a bear on the side of the highway. She was huge, and the thought of great Alaskan Grizzlies crossed my mind. The weather was starting to get pretty soggy at this point and we knew it was only going to get colder. Piling on the layers we looked forward to pushing on before losing any more light. The next few hours were spent in total bliss with snowmobile mitts, heated vest, extra layers, goggles + visor, and the heated grips. At nightfall it began to rain and as we assented higher and higher into the mountains, the temperature dropped, the rain turned to ice/snow and the fogy little highway disappeared into the abyss. We stopped a couple times, just for a few minutes at a a time, but for the most part our frozen midnight ice-rain trip was spent pushing hard to get through the cold wet soup. The sky peeked out a couple times here or there. The view of the mountains against the dim blue sky, with that ominous werewolf moon crossed by black clouds was gorgeous, if not completely haunting.

Rolling into Jasper after midnight, the Athabaska Hotel was a welcome sight. We dropped our bags and went to find the only food in town still available; pizza by the slice. Later, Chipp wasn't having any of it when I told him I was planning on camping, so I have this warm dry room now to "rough it" in. Thanks Chipp! I'm very happy to not be in a tent tonight. :)

This trip has just begun, but it's been months in the planning. The support and encouragement from family and friends is incredible. Thank you guys for your constant and unconditional support. I owe this journey to you.



Next up: Jasper to Prince George, installing a GPS, and finding that damn buzz in the dash!! See y'all soon.
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2 comments:

Rick P said...

Awesome man! Hope you have a great trip, I'll be following for sure wishing I was riding with ya!

Safe travels buddy!

Tony said...

Awesome Dave I will be living vicariously thru you! Cheers.

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