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09-05-02, 09:11 PM
I packed up my tent and went over towards some of the main shops in town to look for a hot breakfast. I ran into Ross, from Australia, who I met on the ferry ride over to Haida Gwaii. He had spent most of his time in the Southern areas of the Charlottes including a 4-day trip to the Gwaii Hannas, a forest reserve in the Southern half of the Queen Charlotte Islands. He told me this highlight of his trip and I told him a bit about my experiences around North Beach. We sat down in a nearby café and I had a hot expensive breakfast. Last night, I noticed my seat was broken. One of the metal pieces that the seat post fastens to broke. Luckily I won’t be doing much riding before I hit the bike shop in Prince Rupert. I met Christina outside the café and we rode to the ferry terminal, got our tickets and put on our bikes. The ferry ride was pleasant. A 6 and a half hour journey back to Prince Rupert. The day was mostly sunny at both ports with rain in between. Sheila, from Ireland, was on board and came by to chat a bit. Later on, Christine, Ross and I got into pretty deep conversation about karma, religion, and politics while munching on rich chocolate chip cookies. We arrived at Prince Rupert at about 5:30pm and it was raining. I said goodbye to Christine but I’d be seeing her on Friday’s ferry to Port Hardy. I rode into town and stopped by the bike shop just in case there was someone still there. It turned out there was, so I bought a new seat. Unfortunately, they were all out of men’s saddles, so I had to buy a woman’s. After riding on it, I figured there wasn’t much difference. I went to the Java House to check my email and then went to Zorba’s for a good East Indian meal. Again, the meal was phenomenal. I cruised over to the Java House again to give Kelly a call and she told me the bad news. She wasn’t going to be able to cycle Vancouver Island with me because of cost. I told her it was OK and she assured me we’d have a good time down in her part of the Island when I got there. Now that I’ll be cycling the island solo, this opens up opportunities for me to visit with Servas hosts. I got on a computer and emailed a few letting them know I’d be in the area. Before leaving the café, I met a German cyclist named Martin. He had been traveling around Western Canada and Alaska for the past 3 months. We talked for a bit and then I took off to look for a place to camp as it was getting dark. I found the perfect place behind the Prince Rupert Senior’s Club building. It was out of sight and away from the city noise. (9 miles)
Peace
Dave
Peace
Dave