Well  where to start! So much catching up was in order and it all started in the driveway. When we eventually made it inside, my sorry state was quite embarrassing. Paris asked if I wanted a shower and I suggested that would be in ‘everyone’s’ best interests if I did. I hadn’t washed anything properly (other than in a creek or a hotel hand basin) for over 9 days, so when Paris also asked if I would like to put a load of washing on, the offer was quickly accepted. Everything went in once again, including a second load with all the bike gear. Continue reading “Cats n dogs” →

The BDR highlights sure were right about suggesting you’ll enjoy some fun and hospitality with the locals at the Outdoor Inn at Jarbidge. I received a lot of cheery good mornings from the locals walking their dogs and getting on with their business as I parked outside the Inn the next morning. What wonderful people. Continue reading “Boise bound” →

They’re the same the world over. It doesn’t matter if you’re trying to cross from Cambodia to Laos or from Canada to America – border crossings are always trouble. I was simply waved though Canadian Customs with a cheery smile (thanks for having me guy’s – it was a blast) and pulled up a hundred meters later at the US check point. A nice old bloke took my passport and when I said I’d need an entry document for the bike, he said to park up in the shade and come inside to the counter where it would be sorted.

Continue reading “Welcome to the USA” →