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back to the rocky mountains!

Nine thousand and nineteen kilometers. That’s the final number on my speedometer since I arrived back in Vancouver. The cross Canada bicycle tour is over, I haven’t been on the move for more than a week now. I’ve been renting a room through airbnb and it’s been great to just relax, read and explore Vancouver a bit. It’s also been great to have my own private space for the first time in nearly four months. But of course it didn’t take too long before I started missing the daily cycling. Some of you might know that I’ve been silently dreaming of cycling all the way from Vancouver to Colorado to visit Annie…

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Luckily I was able to convince myself that it’s too late in the year to embark on a twenty to thirty day bike journey all the way to Estes Park. By the time I’d get there it would just be too cold and snowy to still be fun. So no more biking for me. Or better said no more bicycle touring: because I’m flying to Denver tomorrow! And of course I’m bringing my bicycle. Really looking forward to see the Rocky Mountain National Park without snow in its Fall coulors. And explore it together with Annie in the next weeks. On my list of things to do: cycling to the top of Trail Ridge Road. I didn’t get to ride it last winter since it was closed because of the snow. Highest point: 3713 meter. A challenging ride for sure, but I think it’s safe to say that I’m in top shape. See you later Vancouver, I’ll be back, but first things first: back to the Rocky Mountains!

a new blog?!

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This photo was taken during my bicycle tour across the US last summer. The dirt road I was on is actually not part of the TransAmerica Trail. My WarmShowers host in Silverthorne, Colorado had advised me to take this scenic route over Ute Pass. The rain started pouring down on me when I reached the top. And as I was going downhill I started to discover the true meaning of the word dirtroad. I wasn’t in the best of moods when all of a sudden I saw two other touring cyclists in front of me. Out there in the middle of nowhere?! Apparently the road I was cycling on was part of another ACA bicycle route: the Great Divide Route. Those two people, father and daughter, had been cycling on these kind of roads all the way from Canada! Their feet were soaked and they were highly jealous of my waterproof overshoes. But the weather couldn’t bring down their joyful mood. And as it started to clear up a bit after we said goodbye it came to me how beautiful it actually was around me. Of course it didn’t take long before I started dreaming about cycling the Great Divide one day…

That day isn’t here yet. But I might find myself on that route again this summer and maybe even ride the Canadian part of it. Before I’ hit Rockies, there are many kilometers to be ridden though. We’ll see where the road takes me. Halifax, Nova Scotia is where my journey starts. In two days!

I hereby officially launch my new bicycle touring blog. You’ll find a lot of information about me, my passion for cycling and photography, my past bicycle tours and my Canadian plans. In the next months I’ll be journaling about my journey across Canada on this blog.

p.s.: Up untill this date we Belgians still speak either Dutch (like me) or French. Obviously I have a solid knowledge of the English language, otherwise I wouldn’t be blogging in it. But my writing skills aren’t impeccable. So I’d like to apologize in advance to all native English readers for any wrong sentence structures or weird formulations they might come across. Luckily photos are language-free.