Vancouver area multi-use trail offers a bushwhack to bikers willing to explore The name “Still Creek” may not quicken the pulse of southern B.C.’s white water paddlers; but the blackberry thorns that line… Continue reading
Cycle from Varadero to Vinales along the Circuito Norte Got two weeks for a holiday? Sit on a bike instead of a barstool! I discovered fourteen days is plenty of time to explore… Continue reading
Communication while you play is the only way, says Vancouver’s kink community.
1,600 kilometres by kayak, foot and bicycle through B.C.’s north ISKUT, B.C. — Gregg Drury is a Minnesota-raised outdoorsman, social activist and eco-entrepreneur who ~ I discovered ~ has a lot to say… Continue reading
When you travel with someone, you learn how to share a trip’s rhythm The Canadian customs line was moving slowly. Most of the passengers coming up from Seattle on the Greyhound waited sleepily… Continue reading
Would you like a good spanking? Would you? Because if you’re single and like to travel, expect to get spanked hard when you go to pay for that fabulous all-inclusive holiday. In addition… Continue reading
A web-footed West Coaster ponders snow, slush, and sickening spins on black ice I’ve lived in Vancouver for thirteen years and naively believed I’d left winter driving behind. It waited for me one… Continue reading
Stress-free snow bus services to B.C. mountains for when you’d rather ride than drive Mittens firmly in the 10 and 2 o’clock positions, I was driving behind a Greyhound bus one winter morning… Continue reading
Three coastal “backpacker B&Bs” welcome budget travelers north of Vancouver I used to sell panniers at Vancouver’s Bike Doctor and when novice cyclists would come in and say they were going to spend… Continue reading
Family-run apple orchard grows, squishes, ferments and pours their own ciders Terry and I were waiting on the corner of Granville and Broadway for the #601 bus to take us to the Tsawwassen… Continue reading
RIDE REPORT – This Vancouver-area hot spring is accessible by boat and bicycle – but not by car. For details, contact the Pitt River Lodge.
The spring I turned 35, I found out that four ligaments join the bottom half of my leg to the top, and that when two of them snap on a damned bike descent… Continue reading