What nobody knows about me.
Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 12:21 am
I go for Land Rover expeditions. Often by myself but in groups when possible. It all started back in 1999 when I bought my Series IIA 109 SW. The first trip was by myself to Portland Oregon to the ABFM (All British Field Meet) were I met all kinds of interesting Land Rover people, including Arden Leung. Arden convinced me to join in a drive with the Border To Border group to Inuvik, Northwest Territories. I was on vacation by myself and couldn't sweet-talk my way into that much extra time away from home so I joined them at the Canadian border and drove only as far as Prince George, much of it off the beaten path, before heading back home. Then there was the family trip at spring-break in March to pick up my mother-in-law from her winter in southern Arizona. This trip was via Utah, Bryce Canyon, Bullfrog and Four-corners. Part of this trip, my favourite road of this adventure, was featured in a recent "Overland Journal". Our return took us through Death Valley in California and a few other great memories. My eldest son was just 16 and with a learners drivers license when we joined Border To Border again for a trip from the Mexican border through the Anzo Borago Desert, Moab in Utah and to Waterton National Park just north of the Canadian border.
On other expeditions I've been to Colorado, Oregon, Alberta, and of course British Columbia. To rallies, gathering, competitions and just plain old sight seeing. This last Sunday night I returned from yet another journey. This one was my annual October trip to the East Kootenays and as far as Calgary Alberta. On it I travelled many new roads, hours of driving on gravel logging roads, sat in natural (almost) hot springs, slid out of control on ice covered mountain tracks (twice), watched a great car rally (rockeymountainrally.com), broke track on fresh snow covered roads and camped out in the frost at Wap Lake. The tally for this trip was a mere 3400 kilometers. I wonder what's next?
On other expeditions I've been to Colorado, Oregon, Alberta, and of course British Columbia. To rallies, gathering, competitions and just plain old sight seeing. This last Sunday night I returned from yet another journey. This one was my annual October trip to the East Kootenays and as far as Calgary Alberta. On it I travelled many new roads, hours of driving on gravel logging roads, sat in natural (almost) hot springs, slid out of control on ice covered mountain tracks (twice), watched a great car rally (rockeymountainrally.com), broke track on fresh snow covered roads and camped out in the frost at Wap Lake. The tally for this trip was a mere 3400 kilometers. I wonder what's next?