September 18, 2019
Johnston Creek campground, BC –> Cawston, BC

Distance: 87 4km
Ave: 17.0km/h
Max: 57.9km/h

I stayed dry overnight – a testament to the MSR tent. Getting out of the tent and on the road in the morning was inevitably wet, as was the rest of the climb up to anarchist Summit (who named this one?). The wild decent into Osoyoos was numbingly cold. (think steep, switchbacks, centerline divider on 20km/h turns, in driving rain). I’d put on my rain pants and leather gloves (which take the bite out of the wind and wet), but had to stop a few times because I couldn’t feel my hands and feet.

Not the promised warm welcome to Osoyoos, which apparently only gets 25cm of rain annually. I wonder what percentage of that we got today…

I went straight to Nk’mip, and draped wet clothes in the bathrooms and restaurant and gradually came back to life with the help of hot coffee, fresh chowder, and bannock and berries.

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Some of my items from the bathroom found their way to the lost and found. (Nobody touched my shorts though – can’t imagine why ha!) Retrieval proved straightforward – not too many people leave bike bootie covers behind, I guess.

I decided I didn’t fancy exploring Osoyoos in the rain, and I could push on to Cawston, so I did.

The rain and then clouds began to clear as soon as I headed west, and I arrived just in time for dinner with my aunt and uncle. Is there anything better than a hot shower, a home cooked meal, a round of solid family hugs, and sleeping in a real bed? Nope, not tonight.

Looking forward to an orchard rest day tomorrow.