We are now north of Dawson Creek and officially on the Alaska Highway. We have come about a thousand miles into Canada and tonight we are staying in Pink Mountain, British Columbia. Pink Mountain is a small outpost in a sea of trees. We are thinking it is probably named for its most famous home town band, Pink Flyod. They were a popular band in the early 40’s. Consisted of a rhythm guitar a kazoo and a wash tub bass. We saw a movie at Dawson Creek about building this road. Continue reading The Great White North
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Into Canada:
We have lots of relatives in Colville and Kettle Falls Washington. We stopped at Buena Vista where two of my aunts, Lindell and Shandon, live. I brought along my guitar and played music for over an hour. I had a wonderful time playing and I think everyone there enjoyed themselves. We then moved on to a campground in Kettle Falls and cousins Benny and Monty and his wife Marilyn dropped by for a visit. We met up with Judy’s sister, Sonja and Jack at the campground and we spent the evening planning our trip to Alaska. Continue reading Into Canada:
At the Lake:
We are spending three days at the Newman Lake, Washington, home of my sister, Holly. This is on the outskirts of Spokane and almost in Idaho. We are visiting with cousins Norm and Roger and Nephew Carl and his wife Melissa and Devin, Skyler and new grand niece Melody. Wednesday we will go to Colville and Kettle Falls to visit with a bunch more cousins and aunts. As much fun as it is to travel around the country and visit new places, it is also wonderful to visit family and friends. Continue reading At the Lake:
Out of the Blue
Blue: as in Blue Moon, Bluegrass and Blue Sky. As I write this there is Bluegrass music in my ears and the brilliant blue sky is overhead. We are in the community of Goldendale Washington, and they have pulled out all of the stops. We are attending the first, perhaps first annual, Blue Moon, Bluegrass Camp and Jam Festival. Continue reading Out of the Blue
Power to the Humans, II
This is Path again reporting from the Human Power Challenge for 2007.
This is certainly a fun place to visit because there are so many fantastic recumbent bicycles and the special “‘bent” people who ride them. Let me define “‘bent” people. These are folks who often commute by bicycle. It is not unusual for them to have three or four bicycles with each new bicycle being a little more extreme than the last one. Continue reading Power to the Humans, II