As everyone can guess, we went to drink a pub like the all others after dinner. We had nothing to do else. However we had a good time with a man who was an insurance agent and met us in that pub. Next day, we started to ride without having a breakfast. I thougth that we could find a place along the road. But there was no place looks like that until Lyton. We were hungry and the weather was really cold. Even it has started to slitely rain. We bougth some cakes and fruit juice for breakfast from the supermarket that we could hardly find open and after we ate them in front of the supermarket we set off again.
There was an exciting place to see on the way. When the sun climbed up over the hills we got in to a canyon. A large river is called “Frasier” was flowing in the middle. We were also flowing on the road faster than the river. Then we saw the huge rocks tightened the river in to a 35 meters wide gorge and the river get crazy. It was “The Hell’s Gate”. Twice the volume of water of Niagara Falls surge through (200 million gallons) in every minute. There was an airtram cossing to the other side. And a surprise for us; a long long cargo train with it’s 156 cars was running along the river. There was a tram cossing to the other side.
After an hour riding we got down to the green plain again. I didn’t see any other geography that changes completely as fast as like that. Need to have a break and laying down under the flying white clouds like meditation. Then we arrived in Vancouver riding through in the willages, towns, ranges. The last parts of the tour has always some confidence, because you are already achieved. And it has a little bit sadness, because it’s over. You are always tired but you take a deep breath and feel super despite everything. You always start to thing the next one.