It's official...

Canada is really really big. I'm now in Lloydminster, which sits right on the Sask/Alberta border. Relative to the US, I'm midway across Montana.

The bike is performing flawlessly now that I got the new chain. I feel a lot better with everything in good working order. Before I found the Suzuki shop in Yorktown, I had called ahead to one in Saskatoon to schedule an appointment. The service guy said, "You from the states?" I said, "Yes sir. The United States.". He chuckled and replied, "Of course the US. Up here theres only one 'states'". I called back this morning to cancel the appointment and got the same guy. I told him I had called yesterday and he said, "The American! From the -united- states.". He really got a kick out of it and I throught it was funny too.

Another short story...
I stopped at Walmart and ran into a guy with a NYPD hat. He recognized me as the motorcycle guy that passed him on the highway so we started talking. Turns out he's from actually from NY and he's headed to Alaska with his wife and home on wheels. Small world though I imagine I'm going to run into the 1st mechanized division of America's retirees when I get to the acutal Alaska highway.

I have a new level of envy for motorhome owners. They pop out of their RVs looking refreshed and styled. I on the other hand look like, well, like I've been driving across Canada on a motorcycle and camping at night. :)

I'm planning on getting to Edmonton today or possibly a little further. Weather permitting, of course.
-Brian

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