The one thing that struck me at Mile 0 aside from the stupefying amount of kilometres in front of us we had to drive was the Terry Fox memorial. Here was a young man, a kid really, who was going to run the same distance we were about to embark on in the opposite direction. And on one leg no less. Here’s to you Terry, and the Pacific Ocean you never got to dip your foot in.

On the way back to the Lower Mainland, Dave and I got the opportunity to sail one of the new Super-C ferries, the Coastal Renaissance. We were pretty impressed. Here are just some the things we liked:

• high-ceiling car decks
• whistler-style wood finishing
• lots of seating
• store with snacks, travel items and gifts
• laptop stations
• executive lounge
• wide outside decks with windscreens

All in all, the new ferries are a great way to present B.C. to our many visitors.

OK, so we didn’t actually meet them. But they were following us, I swear! We finally ditched them when we stopped at Cathedral Grove. Funny, I didn’t know they traveled this far from Florida…

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While at the Last Spike historic site near Revelstoke, I noticed this sign on the side of one of the buildings.

Perhaps the source is a radioactive stream or something. Upsides? You’ll get superpowers! Downsides? You’ll join the local zombie pack! Don’t say they didn’t warn you!

All I can add to Dave’s post about entering Alberta is how it was a true Seinfeld-ian moment. I mean, who just takes off after you do a favour for them that implicitly implies that they do the same? Seriously, who does that?!? No wonder Jerry had a goldmine of material. At least technology didn’t betray us (Yet?)

No need for words to describe this…

One of my highlights of the Tyrell Museum was seeing the Stegosaurus, one of all my all-time favorite dinosaurs.  Not only does it have massive armor plating, it has a spiky tail! I’m kind of disappointed I didn’t see any Anklyosauria though. I love the Anklyosaur. Who wouldn’t love a mace-like little tank? Sadly, no luck with pterodactyls either, living or dead.  Jurassic Park, hurry up already!

It’s funny, while at the Corner Gas set in Saskatchewan, I saw two things that represent the province so well. First was the “Dog River” grain silo, defiantly rising in the flat Prairie landscape. Then, when we headed over to the local pub watering hole, I noticed something moving outside the patio screen door: the Saskatchewan Roughriders team flag fluttering in the strong winds. Stereotypical images, I know, but still. Saskatchewan should be proud of both.

Dave and I have been holding up remarkably well mentally considering the long 10-hour driving days so far. The endless road sometimes gets mind-numbing, but usually a Red Bull solves that problem real quick, and then some.

One thing, however, is that we are slowly starting to get beat up physically. By that I mean our bodies are having a tough time adapting to the widely variable start/stop times, and more importantly, the time zone changes.

When we get up around 7am, it’s actually 5am back home. Same with eating. Lately we’ve been pushing our meals back further in the day simply because we’re not hungry.

Ah well, we’ll get our bodies attuned eventually. But by then we’ll probably be back home!

Well, that Moon in the picture could be a Death Star (look in the center of the sky for a faint white spot). If it is, well then, we’re all doomed. But the point of the post is that things aren’t really as they appear. At first glance this stunning beach would seem to cradling a vast ocean, but it’s not. You’re looking at the (very windy, cold, and loud) shoreline of Lake Superior at Neys Provincial Park near Marathon, Ontario. All that was missing was seagulls, salty sea air, and shells.