We had a fabulous sleep and then a great breakfast to follow. (Thank you Auntie Marilyn!)
I’ve been meaning to visit my aunt and uncle for years. So this was a nice stop to have on our bike journey. It was also a good way to avoid the Salmo Pass, which still had snow at the top. That summit has very few shoulders on a twisty road. Going the Crawford Bay route saved us a long, dangerous climb. The downside is that the road out of Crawford Bay is twisty and has no shoulders and no barriers.
Before I left on this bike journey my Dad told me, “If Uncle Jack convinces you to go to his place, he has to give you a ride to Creston. Those roads are too narrow and I don’t want you to get hit by some bad driver.” Out of this whole trip, that is the one area Dad was stressed about so I obeyed and asked for a ride.
Uncle Jack gave us a ride to the east side of Creston. From there we made our way to Yahk. We were hoping to have some lunch but everything was closed due to a power outage. We moved on to Moyie.
We stopped on the side of the road so that I could get my iPhone to play some tunes — yes, I finally got it working to play more than one song. Now it circulates through 20 songs leaving my other 600 or so to get dusty. Oh, technology, how you still annoy me. Another biker from Gatineau, Quebec, stopped to see if we needed any help. Jocelyn, who goes by “Josh” in Western Canada. He’s bicycling across the country, while his wife is driving a camper. We envied his bike’s light load! They were going to celebrate Josh’s wife’s birthday in Waterton!
The only place to eat in Moyie was the pub. All the food was deep fried, so we had an assortment of artery-clogging treats — Cod, fries, cheese balls, zucchini sticks, and mushrooms. I ordered a beer because a guy in Yahk said this pub had the best beer. He was right, but I probably shouldn’t have guzzled it down before dinner.
As we finished our meal, we asked the waitress where the nearest campground was (without having to backtrack). It turns out it was 11 kilometres away. Ugh! A belly full of beer and grease at the end of a long day spells trouble. I’ve learned my lesson. No more grease food on this trip. As for the beer? Well, I’ll probably have a couple more of those!
After a greasy sweat up a long windy hill and then down the other side, we found Moyie Lake Provincial Park. What a beautiful campground. We met some locals from Cranbrook — Gisele, Isabella, and John. Isabella and John’s daughter, Gisele was visiting her old haunts. She now lives in White Rock, which was a connection for us because that’s where we started our ride.
They were lovely people and very open to hearing about our cause. Isabella was so touched she stopped the park ranger to ask if she would give us a campsite for free. We said, “That’s okay, we can pay.” The ranger said she couldn’t do that. Isabella then insisted that her family would pay the campsite fee. They wouldn’t take no for an answer, which brought us to tears because of their kindness. We have been meeting a lot of wonderful people on this trip, but their kindness touched our hearts deeply. (Thank you! And we had a wonderful stay at the park!)
What a lot of people don’t know is that we didn’t do any fundraising for our trip. Our employer, Alberta Health Services’ Nutrition Department at the hospital in Lethbridge would not give us a leave of absence, which forced us to quit our jobs (we were there for almost 7 years). The money we are using is money we earned/saved and money family donated to us. Friends and family also donated Tim Horton’s gift cards and a Canadian Tire gift card. We have also had many people open their homes to us and they’ve fed us as well. We’ve had lots of help, and we are very grateful to everyone for all their support.
We are also not raising money for Alzheimer’s. We want to raise awareness and get people talking about this disease. If people wish to donate money, we suggest they donate to their local Alzheimer Society.
For today’s journey we travelled 75.9 by vehicle, and 87.6 by bicycle.