In Port McNeil, BC

Ok I realize that that last blog was a little weird. I was cold. The soup was a little too hot for my cold body. Or something

Anyways, here's a picture of some of the logs that I scaled today. It's beautiful, the sun is warm but it's not too hot (of course, it's Vancouver Island, it never gets too hot). God has just given me the greatest peace. Staring at huge mountains will do that to you sometimes. Here are some more pictures of mountains. Poetry comes much easier when you work all day with that kind of scenery.

Better get some sleep, sunrise comes VERY early.

Jasper, Alberta

Well I left Edmonton early this morning in a drizzle. It was dumping cold rain on me by the time I got to Nipton, AB (The mercury said it was 5C... BRRR).

Well now I'm in Jasper, and there is snow all around the city. It seems like you could just walk up and romp around in it. Of course I'd much rather take pictures of it and get some clam chowder and coffee in me.

Maybe I should describe the highway this far: lots of mountains everywhere. Really big mountains. And the highway is really long and it's really BIG up here. Did I say big? Enough?

And... there are elk everywhere. And other big mammals. And lots of Americans taking pictures of them. My bike make more noise than any of the semis on the road, so the elk usually jump when I drive by. Kinda entertaining usually.