I woke up today after our last adventure and thought of a stunner. From Weed, CA to Klamath Falls, to Bend, through deserted brush near 125 mph in Shaniko, smokin’ Yakima, charming downtown Ellensburg, Okanagan starting the valley, Oroville, the lushness of Osyoos and Oliver, the young vibe of Penticton, through Kelowna and 100 mile house, Lake La Hache and McLeese Lake, and now in Quesnel, we have been on Highway 97.

The only betrayal was a beautiful exception (yeah, you’d count on a guy to say THAT — hey Lynn Renee, it’s only a road.) We traveled up Highway 5 from Kamloops (LOVE that name) to Little Fort and west in the epic Fishing Highway 24 to 100 Mile House. Then back to Ol’ 97. Only about 68 more miles to Prince George and we jettison our lives with her for another. Leaving that girl to the side of herself, if you will. Stop me before I subreference again.

Too much happened yesterday — I will simply have to write later as it’s time for breakfast and the road. Some highlights I owe the blog:

– Brett’s Highway 24 adventures past — “They Lived”

– The greatest Man Cave in History and the legendary Win Winofsky

– P.S., I Love You, an ode to perpetual saturdays

– GoAm and Prolog

The Betrayal of 97 for Highway 24