Saturday 21 July 2018

Day 9 – June 26th 2018 Sicamous to Hot Springs Canyon

On this thirteen day ride, I believed that today would be the high point (emotionally and scenically, not altitude) of the trip.  The day exceeded my expectation.
 
Today's ride took us from Sicamous to a location 35 km east of Revelstoke, part way up Rogers Pass.  The net climb was 350 m but we doubt the MapMyRide vertical and so we only have the Garmin with a vertical of 900 m of ascent.  The ride was 110 km with a few extra k in Revelstoke buying groceries, more on this later.
Sicamous is situated on the eastern edge of the Shuswaps so it is only a minute or so and you leave behind the lakes.  But within half an hour, you come across Eagle River and you spend a while cycling beside it.  

 


It is a wonderful River, meandering at first but a mountain stream higher up.  And on a bicycle, you do not miss Kay Falls though I would think that 99% of car passengers would.  You head higher and come to Enchanted Forest which the park aside, is still enchanting.  The stream that contains Kokanee Salmon in the fall runs though the valley and, though there were no moose in the meadows, creates a tranquil area.  
Again we met a friendly road crew who let us ride a construction section while it was closed to traffic which allowed us to avoid having to worry about cars for a few minutes.
Shortly after, we cycled along another lake, calm and offering lovely reflections.  It was around this area where we scared a Golden Eagle out of the ditch.  Someone had dumped pea pods on the shoulder and I can only guess that he eagle found some little vegetarian enjoying a tasty meal.  I failed to mention that we saw a Bald Eagle on the west coast day 1..

We stopped for a fruit break at Three Valley Gap and this was the window of rain for today.  There was a good down pour but we hung out under the eaves of the restaurant, enjoying the views.  We finished our oranges and the rain stopped.  While we proceeded east, there was a train going through the tunnels on the North side of the lake, something I always wanted to see.
 
Coming into Revelstoke, we met a car with a bike on the back who was honking.  In solidarity, we waved back.  A few km later, we saw the car again, the driver having come back to take our picture as we rode by, wow.  It was only when the person yelled Happy Birthday that I realized it was Deb from Calgary.  She knew from my wife's social media site that we were in the area and whether it was just that tall skinny biker appearance or what but she guessed it was us.  As much as RJD is a great travelling companion, a surprise visit was amazing.  I don't know if it was a rain drop, a sweat drop or a tear but my one eye was moist as I cycled away from the meeting.  Never under estimate the impact of friendship and never minimize the impact a small gesture of friendship might have on another.  Deb's part of my trip will be one of many lasting memories.

 

In Revelstoke we stopped at Subway for lunch and grabbed dinner food.  Now I knew and had conveyed to RJD that all our food for dinner needed to be microwaveable.  But we bought noodles and sauce.  Fortunately, RJD also bought a slice of cake that came in a single serve container which could act as a plate.  Did you know that you can microwave pasta by intermittently heating the water and letting the pasta sit in the hot water.  If you are hungry enough and Scottish enough, you will find a way to turn the food you have into a meal.  We had to eat the cake first though to have bowls for pasta.

 
If you missed the cake note and Deb's wish, yes today is my 55th birthday.  We are not at a summit but we did have to climb to our night's accommodations so I had a drink of scotch to celebrate the day.  The next two days have a level 1 climbs and our highest elevation so I think I have two more evenings where I deserve a scotch.
 
We are at Hot Springs Canyon which is a "resort" part way up the Roger's Pass.  The hotter pool is 40C and the other 32C so it was a relaxing way to unwind after the ride.  I sit in my bed composing the note and listening to a train come down the CP tracks.  I say down because of the pace and a squealing of the brakes.  If you love the sound of trains, I don't think you will find a better place to sleep except maybe in a sleeper on a Via train.

View from the Warm Pool





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