Day 4: Across the border.

Start Yakima Canyon, WA.

51F to 89F

End: Gallagher Lake, Oliver B.C.

251 miles (1254 miles total).

So, it turns out that the noisiest place to be at night is Yakima Canyon campsite. Helicopters fly over all night long with search lights, there is a train track on the other side of the river and trains run constantly and they start their screeching braking right there. Also there a couple of gits in a van with flash lights that are brighter than a helicopters search light.

Also, there are cows who, although noisy, cannot really compete with the aforementioned.

All told I had a solid 14 minutes sleep after I cut my ears off and blinded myself at around 3 AM.

We left as soon as we could and headed up the canyon, filled the tanks and continued out on to 97 North. Or at least, I did.

Chris, who was in front disappeared, I pulled over and waited for him to figure out that he had gone the wrong way, which he did. Eventually.

Then we had some of the best riding I have ever had. For about an hour we rode with zero other vehicles through the pine covered mountains of the Wenatchee Okagana national forest, it was truly sublime. For months I have been dreaming about this trip and that part of the ride was everything I was dreaming of. My hope is that as we head up in to the Rockies, we will get a lot more of that.Wenatchee was a nice surprise. In the North-east of Washington state is an area of hidden valleys and apple orchards and a massive lake with summer homes all around. Chris thought it looked European (and this time I agreed with him).Once we left the Wenatchee valley it was just a push through hot, dry, craggy, rugged, pine sprinkled slabs of rock to the Canadian border.We crossed the border and headed straight to a local camp site with a mountain lake of ridiculously clear water. Another camp, another barbie, another sleep.