Well that’s the Cassiar done. Tick.
There’s absolutely nothing between the Meziadin campsite I stayed in last night and the end of the highway at Kitwanga. That meant another 150k+ day in the saddle, and I must admit I’m kind of feeling it at the moment. Hopefully a good nights sleep will fix that. I’m in quite a cute little campsite in Kitwanga, but with no wifi so this will have to be uploaded later.
More bears along the way and as you can see from the photos they were about as cute as can be. From a distance. Never get between a mother and her cubs, apparently. And, Steve, these photos were taken just after they’d been honked. That’s right, you’re looking at a photo of not just one honked bear, but a whole family of honked bears. There’s no stopping him now!
This cuteness was somewhat offset by me witnessing the death of a poor bird. It happened just in front of me as a startled bird flew straight into the path of the car that had startled it. Thankfully it was pretty instant, but sad nonetheless. Maybe somewhat warped, but I’ve taken to calling roadkill Pom Pom. Such vibrant colours!
A couple stopped and asked if I needed any water or anything today. It turned out they had been on the road for about 10 years. They were lovely and said they always stopped for cyclists to see if we needed anything as we couldn’t carry much. They were probably in their mid-thirties and funded themselves with the odd book they had written and by renting their apartment. Pleasant people and I wish them happy travels.
Randomly, I also met the mayor of Smithers. Turns out he’s a keen cyclist despite having two steel rods in his back. He cheats though; he had an electric motor on his bike. Pah! Never trust a politician. I have chafing, but does that mean I’ll be getting an electric motor? No siree. I’ll just get a saddle with a hole in it!
Well that’s it until tomorrow
Love
Pete
Patagonia Pete 
Mother bear certainly looks well and truly honked, and the middle baby bear too – watch out for him when he’s older, he’s going places. The one on the right, frankly, looks a bit dim and is wondering how his mum just made a honking noise. The one on the left clearly has his sights set on a career in musical theatre.
If only you’d managed to get the rim of the horn into the empty foreground, that would’ve made my day and a much better composition! Not a bad shot, regardless.
Your denial of micro bear existence is clearly confounded by this photo – taking the North American Standard white line width of 124mm, and scaling off the photo with a digital vernier caliper, then my calculations indicate that Smart Baby Bear has a body length of 254mm! A MICRO-BEAR!!!!
Keep going, Goldilocks,
Steve
WOW!!!!!!! a family of bears bring one back for us.from Owen Rachael !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOW!!!!!!! A family of bears!!!!! Bring one back for us.from Owen Rachael !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No problem, Owen. I’ll send it from darkest Peru when I get there. Remember to feed it lots if marmalade sandwiches.
Cor! Is it too late to change the name of your blog to “The Bear Honker”?
They are so cute! Probably not all the time, as when devouring cyclists who get too close (Look darlings! Meals on wheels!).
Good to hear you’re past the wilderness – this one anyway.
We are in Corning, NY, on our way to Niagara. Corning is unexpectedly pretty and VERY friendly. We may even visit their glass factory of which they are very proud.