Veloroute des Bluets and beyond!

We have been having a fabulous week, biking on the Veloroute des Bluets, around Lac St.Jean. It’s one of the more famous short routes through Quebec and we’d wanted to check it out for years. It’s a mix of separated bike paths, quiet shared routes with cars and some wide paved shoulders on 90km highways. The route is divided into sections marked ‘family’ that is separated paths, quiet roads and not too much change in elevation and ‘recreational’ which includes the paved shoulders and more hills. Now that the kids are almost 15 and newly minted 12, they are both on their own bikes, with stuffed panniers…which means less weight for us!Because the route circles Lac St. Jean, we often got some water time in. We planned to stop and swim during the days, but we were usually so excited to keep going that our stops were brief.The weather was really hot this week, so we were always looking for shade.The paved paths were our favourites. The kids could ride ahead together, laughing and chatting. Jasper loved jumping on the wheel of any fast racing cyclist who passed us. He made a lot of friends that way. You can’t see it in these pictures, but the route is marked by either a broken or a solid yellow line so you know when it is safe to pass cyclists.

We had been thinking of riding the Fjords after, but learned that almost all the riding would be beside highways. That’s okay for short stretches, but not the whole day.After tossing around various ideas – like taking a ferry through the fjords – for what to do during the few days we had left of our trip, we decided to go paddling in Jacques Cartier Park, just north of Quebec City.

As you can see, it’s like the fjords only suits the people in our family who like to be in charge of their own adventures .We has a blast in the rapids – class l and class ll. It was also awesome using rental boats when we bumped into a rock or two on the way down.

Our next stop was Quebec City and Levis, a short ferry ride across the St. Lawrence. Here’s an example of the incredible infrastructure in Levis. The path to the right is for pedestrians, totally separate from the bidirectional cycling path. We are really bursting at the seams with our river paths in Ottawa and it’s no longer comfortable to go for a casual walk on the path during bike rush hour. There are plans to twin some of the busier sections, like this. I can’t wait! It is so nice to ride by parents walking with their kids and not need to sing at them. Lunch is a great time for lounging! The wind picked up on our ferry crossing, and was really gusting when we set off, so we had to cut our ride short, but we still had an amazing day and look forward to coming back soon.Unicycling buskers!I love the arrows to help with following the route.More fun by the Old Port!It is so great to be back on our bikes again, touring as a family. The only thing we found challenging – apart from managing the heat this week as it was a heat wave – was having just a week for the adventure. It’s totally normal and awesome to have a week holiday. Having had a whole year to wander, we had to adjust to choosing just a few things to do. This meant leaving the Laurentian Mountains behind after just driving through them between Alma (the route des bluets) and Jacques Cartier Park. And this meant sleeping in a campground outside Trois Rivi√®re without checking out any of the bike routes.

But we had a blast. It was so good to be all together and we have lots of ideas for our next adventure!

Happy cycling!


Paid in Full!

We officially paid off our line of credit from the trip this morning.

I’m excited we’ll be starting 2017 debt free and will now be ready for new adventures. Like saving for retirement, supplementing post-secondary savings for the kids and starting a new savings account for more trips!

Our pre- and post- trip expenses were higher than we originally budgeted because we did some home renos before leaving including: new windows, a new front door, new eavestroughs, attic insulation, electrical improvements and squirrel removal. When we came home we had some more big expenses including property taxes, a new sofa and a full year of home and car insurance.

Fortunately we also had some big lump sums to offset these expenses including our tax returns and our child tax benefit which we received once we filed.

I’m including these expense details because they are part of the ‘how much does it cost to go away for a year’ discussion. And I hope to offer anyone who is planning to fund their own dream adventure a realistic idea of how to do it and what it costs. Because making stuff happen is a lot easier when you know how much it costs.

Here we are with Jasper’s new selfie stick, enjoying our cozy kitchen.

We have been having a great time connecting with friends and family and colleagues and classmates and neighbours.

Over the holidays we are excited about visiting with our beautiful family and playing in the snow.

Wishing all of you the most wonderful 2017,


Arriving home, 12,800 kilometres later

After a fabulous ride from Buffalo, NY, to Brampton, ON, with stops to visit family in St. Catherine’s, Cambridge, Guelph and Toronto, we rented a minivan and drove home to Ottawa on July 28 in time for Grandma Barbara’s 73 birthday.

We live a ten minute walk from Grandma B’s condo and love dropping by and seeing each other often. A year apart (even with a fabulous visit in Utah half way through) was a long time for all of us.

These are all the boxes of random things we sent home to my mom along the way. We gave away more things at thrift stores, campground book exchanges and to folks we met along the way. One of the big things we learned was how little we needed – just one change of clothes, a few pairs of socks and underware and stuff to keep us warm and dry.

It was so fun and special to ride through Southern Ontario (where Derek and I are both from) and see our relatives. We have met so many amazing people on the trip and I really wanted to conclude by connecting with our family.

Some of the highlights include the kids demonstrating their cannonballs for my cousin Andrea and her partner Josh, Jasper calling Grandpa Wayne for a pick up at kilometre 95 on our way into Cambridge, Anna and I riding on (with all our panniers, of course) for the full 120km, our longest day of the whole trip. 

Jasper didn’t waste any time and hopped right on his Grandpa’s computer. Anna Sierra also didn’t waste any time and was baking with her Grandma, biking off to play tennis with her and generally catching up on all her favourite activities with one of her very favourite people.

Grandma Pat rode with us on the hottest day from Cambridge to visit two of her sisters in Guelph. Grandpa met us at Aunt Yvonne’s house with a huge picnic lunch. After a swim and a visit, we rode over to Aunt Adele and Uncle Peter’s and settled right in for a few days of long chats, big breakfasts, visiting with our cousin Heather and relaxing in Adele’s gorgeous garden. Usually we just share afternoon visits at big family gatherings, so we really soaked up our special time together and feel so much closer for it.

I felt really blessed that we were able to see both of my brothers and their beautiful families. These wonderful men were my first biking companions – my little brother and I even went on a couple of bike trips together in our early 20s – and I thought of them often throughout the trip.

And then we rode to Brampton, through the countryside by Georgetown where we saw fields of sunflowers and the most beautiful coyote bounding by and parked our bikes at Elaine and Johnny’s – Derek’s sister and our brother-in-law. They were on their way home from a cycling weekend away in Niagara. So we were able to have a moment of quiet reflection at the end of our ride with just the four of us. I cried. It is overwhelming to think of how far we’ve gone, how many incredible people we met and became friends with and that all four of us got along so well almost all the time. Derek and I exchanged high fives. We did it. We had a fabulous adventure and brought the kids home safe and sound and happy and strong too.

The next four days were one big party. My sister-in-law has become a big biker – she even switched teaching jobs within the Peel board so she could ride to work along the Etobicoke Creek pathway that is right behind their house. She commutes by bike year round now and is always adding new biking destinations to her routine. We rode all over the place with her and our niece Marlee – including to a thrift store for back to school shopping and to Brampton’s town square where there was a teen DJ session/karate demo on – after a quick lesson on correct tire pressure- they had been working extra hard on uninflated tires. In the evenings we’d stay up late catching up and learning about our niece Sophie’s job interviews and getting lessons on Snapchat from Marlee. Johnny even made Derek breakfast in bed one morning. It was awesome!

On August 1 we moved back home. Our tenants took very good care of it, cleaning the whole place and even planting us a welcome home tomato plant! It was a lovely feeling to be back home, in our own beds, on our own street, surrounded by friends and neighbours.

On August 2 I went back to work at EnviroCentre where I work on promoting sustainable transportation. It was great to catch up with colleagues – many who have been following along on our adventures via the blog – and find out about new and exciting projects on the go. 

While I was at work, Derek and the kids alternated between sorting out the house, going for big bike rides – no, 12,800 km clearly wasn’t enough! – and visiting friends. It’s taking me longer than I expected to reach out to all our near ones and dear ones. 

Getting used to being back at work takes energy and I’ve been coming home pretty tired. After a year of our little 4 person, 4 lb tent, I’ve been finding great joy and satisfaction is setting up our home – washing windows, painting, trimming the cedars, deep cleaning and organizing shelves and cupboards.

We are all happy to be home. The kids have been having a blast with their friends and are loving the freedom of wandering around the neighbourhood – something they didn’t do a lot of while we were travelling and always in new places.

Registering the kids for school couldn’t have been easier. Derek took them to the Board office and they were asked what grade they were going into. Anna Sierra answered 8 and Jasper answered 5. They filled out a little paperwork, gave their updated emergency contact info and were registered. That’s it! 

We were asked so many questions about homeschooling and if the kids would need to write a test to qualify them for the next grade or if they would be eligible to continue in French immersion. Derek and I had been told by the children’s teachers that the return would be straightforward, but it was still a relief to have it be so simple and welcoming.

A few days ago we had the pleasure of sharing a few stories about the trip with CBC’s Giacomo Panico, a fellow bike traveller who knows how magical exploring the world on two wheels can be. It was a lovely interview that you can listen to here. If you want to hear it on the radio, it will air again tomorrow (August 29) at 5:40am!

If we haven’t reached out yet, we will soon! I’m relishing taking time to properly reconnect with friends one at a time so we have a chance to really catch up.

Thanks for following along and for cheering us on. All your love and support and kind words and good vibes were wind at our back, making big climbs and long days (almost) effortless.

Sending all of you our warmest wishes,


Homeward Bound – riding the rails from Whitefish, Montana to Buffalo, New York

We had a fabulous train trip from Whitefish to Buffalo. As these things are with three bikes and all our stuff, the logistics were a bit complicated but we pulled it off.

Our train left at 7:20am on July 17. Initially I thought we’d check our bikes, panniers and camping equipment in the night before, stay at a motel close to the train station and have an easy pack up on the morning we were to leave. But we found out that everything was booked solid or out of our price range. We decided to camp on our last night, check the bikes in and walk to the campsite. We booked a taxi to pick us up at the campsite.

Anna Sierra planned our menu for the two days we would be on the train – cereal, soy milk, oatmeal, sandwiches, cold pizza and pasta salad. She and I rode to the grocery store to pick everything up and drop it back at the campsite while Jasper and Derek packed the tandem.

I’m not going to get into the details, but Derek and I were pretty scrappy with each other over packing the bikes. Of course we resolved everything. 

But I’m mentioning it here because people often ask us how we get along so well as a family travelling together on such a big journey. I think we all try hard to work together, to accommodate each other and to let stuff go, but sometimes some of us are just scrappy and we need to give each other a little space and a lot of compassion.

Check out the awesome suitcase Derek and Anna Sierra found for just $3 at a thrift store – a great way to store panniers and meet the baggage limit.

We loved riding through Montana. It’s the fourth largest state, but with a population just over 900,000, it is very rural.

We all gravitated to the observation car with its big windows and chatty atmosphere. Through a partnership between the National Parks and Amtrak, Rails to Trails volunteers provided historical, geographic and cultural commentary as we travelled through the landscape. 

After a sleep, lots of delicious food and visits with other travellers, we arrived in Chicago for a 5 hour layover.

We checked our bags into the lockers and were ready to stretch our legs and explore the city.

Our favourite spot was Milenium Park, an incredible public space with outdoor concerts, rock climbing, walking, lovely gardens, an inviting wading pool and endless people watching opportunities.

After a good walk we were ready to get back on the train for another sleep. By 9:30 the next morning we would be in Buffalo, putting our bikes together and getting ready to ride to my cousin’s home in St. Catherine’s.




Whitefish Lake State Park LOVES Cyclists

During our stay the park has been busy improving Hiker/Biker facilities.

First came the giant covered picnic area:

Then all the bike racks:

I was wondering what the concrete ‘stepping stones’ were.

Yesterday electricity was hooked up to the shelter so folks using phones for navigation can get everything charged:

Those concrete slabs are where new bear-proof food lockers will go. There already are a few but they are a short walk away.

Thanks Whitefish! And at $12 a night per tent and with a no bike or hike camper turned away policy, you really feel welcome here.

We’ve checked out bikes into the train and will head off for Buffalo bright and early tomorrow morning. 



Cuban Connections and Epic Hikes

Cycling in Cuba was amazing. We had 2.5 glorious months of cycling, learning Spanish and meeting amazing people – both from Cuba and around the world.
We’ve had a chance to visit with three of the couples we met while cycling in Cuba. Reconnecting has been incredible because we share a love for Cuba and now we have been able to share our friends’ lives back home. I’ve already shared our awesome adventures with Thom and Karen on Bainbridge Island. And we’ll dedicate another post to Lise and John, our good friends in Invermere. 

In Banff we were able to go for an epic hike with Linda and Ralph, our friends from Calgary. When they last saw Jasper we were still treating his foot for what we thought was shingles but what turned out to be a beach parasite. They were so happy to see him all better and full of energy. 

Linda and Jasper had lovely chats on the shaded rocking swing in the rooftop garden of the Casa Particular we shared in Cuba and were particularly thrilled to catch up with each other.
Being tourists, we invited Linda and Ralph to hike up to the gondola with us. They politely but firmly told us there were much more spectacular and less busy hikes and would pick us up from our campground and take us to a trailhead with a hike we’d all love. 

The next morning, they arrived in their minivan with Mike and Jocelyn, a father-daughter dream team of world travelling cyclists from Florida who would be staying at their AirBnB. We picked a hike from Lake Annette – close to Lake Louise – with an option of a connection with Sentinel Pass. 

The hike was incredible. Anna Sierra and Jasper scampered along at the front of the pack telling Linda all their stories and quizzing her with their collection of homemade riddles – the kind where you’re stuck in a room and need to escape by doing things like breaking a mirror into three pieces, using those pieces to make a whole puzzle, then climbing through the (w)hole and using a whisk to whisk yourself home. They are quite clever, but require a lot of mental power and sometimes a lot of hints to solve. 
Linda remembered encouraging her sons along on hiking trails when they were younger and was game for hours of riddles.
Soon we were crossing a glacial river and arriving at a quiet, stunning lake lined by larch trees. I loved chatting with Jocelyn and hearing about her many long distance bike trips with her dad. She started bike tripping when she was in 5th grade by training for a 15 mile ride with a series of Saturday morning 5 mile rides! Her dad came along as a chaperone and got hooked on bike travel. Now they’re well on their way to circling the planet. So inspiring! 
While we hiked past evergreens and through ferns, I asked Jocelyn about saddle sores. I’d been having some issues for the last couple of months and wondered if there was some magical trick to eliminating them besides hygiene, dry bike shorts and rest. It’s a discussion I’ve wanted to have with another woman who rides a whole lot, but you need to get to know each other before you can launch into saddle sores! She assured me that I wasn’t missing anything. Although she uses a Brooks saddle and doesn’t wear padded shorts as they get pretty sweaty. 
As our trip leader, Linda mediated the decision making discussions at each point as we were choosing to continue on the trail or turn back. The trickiest decision came when we were looking up at Sentinel Pass and seeing snow on the trail. There was some loose rock at the top of the path and the snow looked like it would definitely be cold and possibly slippery for those of us hiking in sandals. 

While we waited to ask a couple we spotted hiking down the pass towards us about the trail conditions, we got to watch sun warmed snow on the mountains far on the other side of the valley turn into mini avalanches. Jocelyn (from Florida), Anna and Jasper and I had never seen (or heard) anything like it and could have sat all afternoon watching the snow fall in waterfalls and listening to its delayed thunder. Derek’s hiked in Nepal and so had already seen avalanches.
After some discussion (and consultation with the hikers), we decided to split into two groups. Linda and Mike would circle back to the trailhead, fetch the van and meet us at Renald Lake. The rest of us would climb up and over the pass, led by Ralph the Intrepid.

All was well until the last 500 metres when the trail disappeared beneath the snow and we were climbing up loose rock, trying to find the trail and reach the top. At first the kids were eager trail blazers, but after dislodging several loose rocks that seemed like that might tumble down on me, Jocelyn and Ralph, they lost some of their nerve. 

Gingerly, with lots of communication about safer and more unstable routes and any small rocks that actually fell, we all made it up to the top safely.
The view from the top was spectacular. We shared a few handfuls of granola and some maple cookies and were soon ready to descend into a valley bordered by ten gorgeous peaks – Ralph told us it was a view featured on the $10 bill. The hike down to meet Linda and Mike was lovely and we celebrated an amazing day together with a big dinner at the hostel.
It was a glorious day in a beautiful place with incredibly beautiful people. A real memory maker!


12 years old and 12,465 kilometres

In just a few days (on July 15), Anna Sierra will turn 13. 
We’ll be in Whitefish, Montana, a hub of bike touring, with several of the Adventure Cycling Associations cross country trips passing through, so we’ll be in fine company with lots of other bike travellers at the Whitefish Lake State Park and in town. 

We’ll go for a big hike on her special day and plan to take her white water rafting when we’re back in Ottawa and the Rapids are fun but the rivers aren’t glacial!

We feel so lucky that we were able to spend her whole 12th year with this incredible young lady, our amazing daughter, Jasper’s amazing sister. 

Together we’ve ridden 12,460 kilometres – more than 1000 kilometres for each year of her life! For a kid who loves riding her bike as much as this one does, it’s been a great way to spend her 12th year.

Thoughtful, kind, generous and funny, she is wonderful company. I feel so grateful that we’ve ridden close together almost all year. It is such a privilege to be with her, sharing stories and experiences and just watching the world go by as we pedal along each day. 

Both kids now officially know all the funny and interesting part time jobs Derek and I have ever had – from my tree planting, book store and day camps to his pizza delivery, house painting and golf course watering. 

We’ve told these stories to pass the time or when the landscape we’re riding through brings back a memory. I’m glad we’ve had all the time in the world for these stories, for the kids to learn our histories. 

Like the mountains she is named for, Anna Sierra is strong, solid, fierce, beautiful and loyal. We call her our mountain goat because she’s first up every pass, dancing on her pedals. 

The only real conflicts we’ve had on the trip is over how much weight she’s allowed to carry – she always wants to take more than her share of the heavy stuff. This is really helpful when we’re fully loaded after a grocery store stop, but even though she’s powerful, her young body is still growing and we want her to be able to enjoy it pain free for her whole life. There’s always a balance.

And for capable, ambitious, hard working young women, learning how much is actually your part or your responsibility and learning to be happy with good enough are some of the most valuable lessons for living a happy, less stressed life.

These may be lessons she’ll need to learn herself – most important life lessons are. But we’ve had lots of time to talk about them and to demonstrate them this year. And along with our celebration of good enough, Derek is always up for going with his girl right to the top of a peak or to squeeze in a lap around a lake. Because sometimes you do want to push yourself and do it all.

Anna Sierra loves hiking and picks the most challenging and breath-taking hikes for the whole family to enjoy. We’ve seen some of the most stunning views in Jasper, Banff, Waterton Lakes and Glacier Park because of her. I love her deep appreciation for wild places and the way her soul soars when she’s moving outside.

This girl loves animals. I’m so happy we’ve been able to ride to a seal sanctuary in the Netherlands, a crocodile hatchery in Cuba, a beach full of farty elephant seal pups on the California coast, to campgrounds frequented by harbour seals on Salt Spring Island and to endless gorgeous hills and mountains in Washington, BC and Alberta where we saw so many bald eagles, ground squirrels, mountain goats, big horn sheep and black bears. So far our black bear count is 8 and every sighting has been safe. It is an honour to see these beautiful creatures in the wild.

And of course our repertoire of “Why did the chicken cross the road?” jokes is extensive after passing by all the free range hens and roosters in France, Colombia, Cuba and parts of the States.
Unlike the rest of us professional chatters, Anna Sierra would mostly rather ride than stand around getting to know random people – even if they are interesting. Lately when she’s felt impatient with the rest of us standing around chatting while the open road is calling, she bikes off and waits for us at the top of a hill or the first fork in the road. We get the hint and wrap things up. I can tell she’s going to relish more freedom to go at her own pace when we’re back home instead of always travelling together. 

But whenever we have a chance to stay with old friends or new friends and especially whenever there’s a chance to get to know a little one, Anna Sierra forms a deep bond. I love this playful, creative side of her. She has endless patience for imaginary trips and tea parties and rereading favourite books. Those are her favourite visits.

A gifted storyteller, Anna Sierra keeps us all rivited when she makes up tales while we’re riding or hiking. She and Jasper love nothing more than scampering off on a hiking trail ahead of us, telling each other stories. 

It’s awesome how these two monkeys get along and look out for each other and love sharing adventures. 

It has been magical watching both kids learn and grow. During our time in France it was fun to see them using their French so fluently and in Cuba they quickly picked up Spanish. These languages they’ll be able to draw on and grow all their lives to connect with and understand folks all over the world. 

While we were in Jasper, Anna Sierra noticed all the businesses were hiring and plans to return someday for a summer to this glorious land of mountains she has just started exploring. 

She loves delicious, healthy food. After several days in Glacier National Park where what we had marked on our map as grocery stores turned out to be gift shops with a few convenience items – way too many individually packaged bagels and jam, chips, eggs and even Mr. Noodle – she was over the moon to find a real grocery store with yogurt, granola, fresh fruit, beans and crunchy veggies here in Columbia Falls. Tonight she picked out pasta salad (cooked by Jasper to perfection) with colourful peppers, three different beans, celery and fresh dressing – so delicious! 
The world is wide open for this amazing girl. She’s really looking forward to catching up with her dear friends, cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents. 

Exploring the magnificent rocks of Utah with Grandma Barbara and biking around Portland with Grandma Pat and Grandpa Wayne were two big trip highlights for this adoring grandkid. 

But I know she’s just started exploring and I’m so happy we all got to be such a big part of her adventures during her 12th year as she moves gracefully from childhood towards adolescence. But no matter how big she gets, she’ll always be our girl!
We wish her the happiest of birthdays and look forward to all the magic 13 will bring. 

Happy birthday darling!

We love you so very much!

Campgrounds and country music

As I write this, sitting at a campground picnic table in the late afternoon sunshine, listening to country music from across the way and eating tortilla chips, I’m feeling so relaxed and happy. We’ve got laundry on the line that’s almost dry. It had an extra rinse cycle this afternoon when we were grocery shopping and it poured. But soon it will dry. 
My dad loved country music. Johnny Cash, Kenny Rogers, that era. I love it too. It’s full of poetry and stories.

We rode a short 30km this morning, from Fernie to Sparwood, to avoid the long weekend traffic heading back to Calgary this afternoon. It was hard to stop since we had a strong tailwind and the weather was cool. But I’m glad we did. The traffic is bumper to bumper now and tomorrow morning we’ll set off early on quiet roads.

This afternoon, after we set up the tent (and washed the stinky bike shorts by hand), we rode a kilometre into town to the most luxurious aquatic facility we’ve visited since France. For just $11.40, all four of us swam, soaked in the hot tub, sweated in the sauna, and played water basketball. 

My right shoulder has been bothering me lately. I stretch it daily and the whole family takes turns giving it massages when it really acts up, but it’s still stiff and sore, especially when the road is rough or the days are long. It felt so good to soak in the hot tub under the full power of the jets.

Derek and the kids borrowed discs from the pool to play disc golf. That’s playing right now. 

In a few moments I’ll blow up our thermarests and start chopping peppers for the pizza. But right now there’s nothing I need to do but sit here in the sunshine, listening to the ground squirrels chirp and the country tunes. And that feels amazing.

Hope you’ve all had fun and relaxing Canada Day weekends!



Finding our heroes

While we were camping in Jasper National Park, we got to share a site with Shayl, a bike traveller from Oxford. Over sushi, we shared stories of our travels. He crossed Europe and Asia by bike. Just before reaching Dharamshala, he decided, on the urging of several travellers, to send a note to His Holiness, the Dalai Lama, to request an audience. Shayl wasn’t expecting to hear anything, but he thought it was with a try.

Sure enough, he was granted a 15 minute private audience in just a few days! As you might imagine, the meeting was transformative. Shayl shared the three simple and profound wisdoms he learned with us:

1. Take care of your community.

2. Try to understand each person you meet.

3. Show compassion for everyone.

We were deeply touched by Shayl’s experience. And inspired to reach out to wise and wonderful souls both on this bike trip and in general.

I’ve mentioned how much Derek and I loved watching Finding Farley. After speaking with Shayl I remembered that Leanne Allison and Karsten Huer lived somewhere close to Jasper. Turns out they lived in Canmore, just a short ride from Banff. When I shared this news with Anna Sierra, she decided to send them an email to see if we could meet up. It took her two nights in the tent to write the email. It was so sweet and heartfelt, we are including it here (with Anna’s permission, of course):
Dear Karsten and Leanne,
My name is Anna Sierra and I am 12 years old (almost 13). Last year I read Being Caribou and part of Walking the Big Wild on a long road trip. I was amazed and inspired by your determination to change the world for the better by embarking on epic journeys through some of North America’s most wild places.
My parents first saw Finding Farley when it passed through Ottawa with the Banff Mountain Film Festival. They loved it! Soon Jasper (my younger brother) and I had watched it as well as Being Caribou while snarfing popcorn in our front room in Ottawa. We were entranced! I remember smiling when Zev ate a mosquito for extra protein and beaming as a baby caribou hoisted itself up on shaky legs.
You are my heroes, inspiring me and my family to stand up for the preservation of Mother Nature’s finest – or rather – all of Mother Nature’s children.
Speaking of which, I am writing to you while snuggled in a tent in Jasper National Park, part of the Yellowstone to Yukon wildlife corridor. My family and I have been travelling on our bicycles for the past 10 months. We have ridden over 11,000kilometres. On Sunday (June 19) we will by riding the Icefields Parkway to Banff and beyond. 
We (and especially I) would be ecstatic if you two are available to meet either in Banff or in Canmore. I would love to hear more about the Y to Y and the fates of the caribou.
We should be in Banff/Canmore June 28-31 (depending on how everything goes over the mountain passes). If you are available to meet up we would love to arrange something via this email (it’s my mom’s account).
Keep loving the outdoors!

Anna Sierra Heffernan-Wilker
P.S. I read some of Farley Mowat’s books after watching Finding Farley and absolutely loved them.
P.P.S. Our family’s blog about our biking trip is:

Leanne wrote back right away. After a few logistical emails, she invited us to visit in Canmore. We had the most wonderful time getting to know each other, going out for ice cream, eating delicious homemade pizza, hearing about the overnight hiking trips Zev (now 11) and his friends take at school and checking out Canmore together.

Derek and I tried to lay low so that Anna Sierra, who has a lot to say but who doesn’t always jump into the conversational fray when other people are chatting, could have a chance to really connect with Leanne while they made pizza together.

Karsten was off in the back country of Banff, working on a bison reintroduction project, but we felt his presence through Leanne’s stories.

This gift of time with folks we admire deeply is one we’ll all treasure, each in our own way.

Wishing everyone a fabulous summer,


Fathers Day and The Icefields Parkway 

(This is written by Derek –I’m having some technical difficulties so I’m writing in Ks account)   In Jasper, after Jaspers birthday, we celebrated Fathers Day and what a day it was!  I didn’t have to cook or pack up or anything!  Anna made breakfast and dinner and Jasper got the fire started.  It was glorious. After Jasper we headed south on Highway 93 otherwise known as the Icefields Parkway. It is billed by some as ‘the most beautiful road in the world’. See what you think!

Below is our friend Shael who shared our site in Jasper for a night. He was on a 17 month tour and has crossed through Europe and Asia!  

Thumbs up for best Fathers Day ever!!!

We also crossed two passes over 6000 feet and biked to the glaciers. Yes this road lived up to the hype!