Sketchbook Detour

***Temporary Sketchbook Detour***

I began a solo motorcycle trip from Los Angeles on Friday, June 22, 2012, heading north, as far as I'm having fun. I'll be updating my sketchbook with posts from the road, and not necessarily artwork. I'm too beat by the time I'm in camp or in a cheap motel.

I'll continue with the sketches when I get back in a few weeks.

Yeah right! It's been months! I'll get back to it as I finish up some classes and have more time again. Maybe in another month, like in February, 2013.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Not-a-Sketch: Dawson Creek to Canmore

My GPS pointed me from Dawson Creek across Jasper, west to Tete Jaune Cache, then I'd be on my planned route down through BC towards the border.


But when I have to stop while a herd of caribou are crossing the road, it's easy to change plans and do the Icefields Parkway again. 

By-the-way, I am planning on switching camera setups so I have a readily-accessible waterproof camera hanging outside of my gear so I can take pics of herds of wildlife instead of the single dude hanging out on the side of the road.


With a little good humor, courtesy, and I'm guessing, my dashing appearance in a road-worn adventure-touring gear, the girl at the front desk upgraded my room to a suite.  Pretty sweet suite!  But I was finally somewhere with abundant food options, so I walked down the street and was enticed to grab a cheap burger and beer in a little pub, complete with an American couple arguing with a group of locals about gun control.  Odd. This is the second time I've heard my fellow Americans arguing with Canadians about the merits of gun ownership.  I don't see us as a gun-crazed nation, but I'm afraid we're giving that impression to our northern neighbors.  


The next morning I began what I thought would be an inspiring day.  I even left early in the morning so I could catch more wildlife and take in a full day of beauty.  I was even able to grab my camera before this guy got away.


Pretty scenic around here.  Those are glaciers over there, by-the-way.


This was the first of three flat tire issues I had today.  Not a bad spot for a breakdown.  The next spot, the gas station at Lake Louise, was less nice, but I knew what I was doing and could get a drink and wash my hands afterwards.  I also talked to a a few other motorcyclists about where the nearest motorcycle shops could be found, and was pointed towards Canmore. I made it about 30k down the proper freeway before I felt something a bit amiss, and there was a turnoff to a hiking trailhead.  As soon as I turned into the parking lot, my rear wheel lost it.  I fishtailed my way across the lot to a shady spot and figured out my options.  We'll just say that I found myself in Canmore with my bike getting a new tire at Summit Motorsports.  Quick plug: They focus on adventure-touring bikes and can have you fixed-up or set-up with whatever you need quickly, and without being expensive--A good motorcycle shop to put in your notes.


Canmore is a picturesque ski town with gorgeous scenery and a cool walkway that runs pretty much in the center of town. 


I had checked out of my super-expensive room and explored town while waiting for my bike to be finished.  Canmore would be a neat place to spend some time if I weren't so anxious to get back on the road.  I was ready to get moving after having the day of hiccups, the day before.