I’m not going to get into too much detail here about our border crossing but let’s just say, it didn’t go real smoothly. I thought I had all the paperwork in hand to bring a firearm into Canada but that was not the case. Fortunately, I was up front with the border agent giving him my paperwork and immediately declaring what we were carrying. If I hadn't been I would be asking everyone to send me smokes to the local prison. Anyway our passports, the firearm with clips and ammo were confiscated, taken across the street to the US Customs Station, and we were asked to immediately leave their country and not come back until we were unarmed. After discussing our options we determined that the best course of action was local storage for our offending sidearm and we opted to drop the bike and some extra “bike stuff” there as well. Our return plans now include stopping in Washington. Our early start ended up being a 2:30 in the afternoon re-crossing of the border, this time with no search and seizure action. Not happy but feeling pretty stupid about not having my act together we headed north. My next biggest
problem was how to read those little freaking Kilometers per Hour numbers on the speedometer. We made it up to the city of Hope (no really, that’s the name), turned left on Canada 1 and headed up the Fraser River Canyon, 112 miles of twists and turns with nothing but a fast running river to stop you if your rig goes off the side. The narrowest section, Hell’s Gate, features back-to-back tunnels on a 30 Kph curve climbing up a canyon wall. Yes it was beautiful and there were more than a few holly craps from the driver and gasps from the passenger but we made it through. Thankfully the weather was good and the traffic was lite as we made it out of the canyon headed to our first overnighter at Williams Lake, a mere 13 hours after we started and dead ass tired. We had a good rest stop, got an early start the next morning and headed for the Canadian Rocky’s. I’ll let the pictures tell the tale of the scenery but I will add that we have been so lucky to see some of the most picturesque country anyone could imagine at every turn of this
whole trip. And I almost forgot, yesterday we saw our first bear!!! A medium size black bear grubbing through a little creek about 30 ft off the road. We also saw a bigger black bear in a field but it was far away. No moose yet but four nice mule deer. So we are on a two night stopover in Dawson Creek for a rest day and tomorrow we continue north from Mile Zero of the Alaskan Highway.
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