What's interesting about Hope B.C. your ask? Well, it's where Rambo with Silvester Stallone was filmed! (Kailen, I'm bringing you back a sweet souvenir from this place!) Back in the 80s, Rambo helped put Hope on the map and really increased tourism to the area. Sadly, the locals have become disenchanted because the bridge that Rambo walked across at the beginning of the film was demolished a couple years ago. This was apparently because it costed too much to maintain and also because river floods constantly threatened to sweep it away anyways.
The cycling today was absolutely breathtaking. The pictures at the bottom don't do it justice. We're sounded by majestic mountains and sweet woody air. As we cycled we met a gentleman named Dan who is cycling North to the Yukon in support of Alzheimers disease. He offered us some advice and Lindt chocolate and so we took to him instantly. We wish him happy travels to the Yukon. Please check out his blog at http://north2yukon.tumblr.com (it's funny because his last name is North).
Mom, I think you'll love these pictures of wooden sculptures that literally line the streets of Hope. There are literally hundreds of them, all carved by the same artist. I hope someday in Toronto that wooden sculptures and prostitutes will coexist peacefully on street corners. Maybe sculptures of prostitutes? Whatever the case, get me some wooden sculptures, dammit!
I'm currently drinking another local beer: Cutthroat Pale Ale from Kelowna. Its from the same maker as Thirsty Beaver Amber Ale, and tastes similar.
John and I are currently at a campground just outside a little known landmark called the Othello Tunnels which were apparently a setting in Rambo. It's full of gentle old people who are meters away playing cards in a quiet little lodge. It's a very peaceful campground and John and I are watching Louis CK. Brilliant man he is (Louis CK, not John).
Tomorrow we set sail for Merritt. Thanks for your continued support, readership, and donations. Please spread the word. Also, if you know of any potential hosts living in any of the places we're heading, please let us know (see a few posts below for our tentative route).
Abandoned gas station
A real Swiss Chalet
They tasted gross...