Calgary to San Francisco, via Peru: Enderby

Another good day in the saddle. Got started off a bit late at noon. That's because I had such a killer night sleep in my lovely sleeping bag, sleeping under the stars. A bit of rain rolled in around 6am or so, so I moved under the pavillion.

Old age, it happens to everyone, unless tragedy strikes. Today I've come across some elderly people who seem to have it figured out, and others who are still struggling. The struggling: this morning at the RV park a lady was going for her morning walk along the river in a very scenic little town. Although she wasn't walking, she was on her motorized scooter you would see at the grocery store. She was also trying to walk her dog, which was running. I'm sure you can see her, almost getting pulled out of her chair, unable to enjoy the beautiful walking path, river and mountains. I would say still struggling.

Then in Vernon, in the middle of a beautiful town park, a Lawn Bowling league. A couple of dozen retired couples laying their afternoon lawn bowling. I'd like to see myself there in 50 years. And later on at my warmshowers host family. Jaqui and Rob have two kids across the river working, they cycle regularly, have done a bit of traveling and spend the winters down in Arizona and up in the beautiful Okanagan Valley in the summers. I could do that.

Nice sunny day. Sometimes I think I could ride my bike forever. 9 days on the road: 618 km, 15,450 calories burned, 148,320 pedal strokes, 12 PBJ's, 15 bananas, 8 bears, 2 Provinces 0 flat tires, 0 Wendy's and 0 Tim Horton's. I'm guessing that these zero's are going to change.