This has been a shocker of a day for many, many people. John & I took our first road trip to BC in maybe 2004? Passing through Canadian Customs at Eureka the guard motioned to the bike behind and asked me how long I knew that guy. I wanted to say "Him? We just met a crack house in Kalispell last night". Took a lot of road adventures together, rainy BC, sunny BC, the legendary push his bike north across the border to a grinning Gordie trip, Washington North Cascades (maybe the best of the lot), numerous rides to the Nelson Rally (to harass & torment our good friends).
Our last real ride 3 years ago, where my only memory of the so-called "mishap" was what John told me. Truthfully I think the whole thing was harder on him. John said I kept sitting up in the Nelson hospital ER telling the medical staff to call my mom, "but tell her I'm alright" and that if I did it one more time he was going to smack me. My other guardian angel Dr. Rene Louis was there. After that episode was in the books and all the untold things he did for me, I said "I suppose I better start being nice to you".
Nelson's going to be a different deal this year, but there's so many friends that gather there I wouldn't miss it for the world. Take good care people, ba.com is a very special place.
jh
