Up and Down

Something that I’ve been doing since I was a child is riding my bike. When I was younger, I lived in a townhouse and I would ride my bike in circles around the community.  Well, I wasn’t allowed to go to the farthest row and I did, once, and I got in trouble (perhaps, because my mom found me in a dumpster?). We eventually moved but I still rode my bike. As I got older, I would ride my bike with my friends. I’d ride to my best friend’s house and we would ride to school, Assiniboine Park and around River Heights, the area I grew up in. 


Sadly, at the age of 17, my “new” 1992 Sunbird replaced my bike and I could now commute all year long to farther destinations.


Fast-forward to a few years ago when I revived my love for biking upon my move to Pemberton. First, I rescued Spike the Bike who was sad and lonely in a lost and found. She’s from the 90’s and has a rad paint job. Not the safest, but it got me around town. Eventually, it was time for a new bike and so I bought Buck (a Norco bike)  and was now able to explore the trails.


The thing about biking in Pemberton is that we are surrounded by mountains. So, it was time for me to learn how to mountain bike meaning how to use my gears, go up a hill, down a hill and more. Luckily, I have Sylvie Allen to teach me and this week I went up and down my first little hill. Up is hard. Down is fast. It was fun.


I think this is the route we did was Baththub and TeePee to a dirt road by Lower Mackenzie (with a wooden bridge over train tracks) to a new trail by Airport Road to Caesar Trail.


Now, I know more routes and can go out and practice. I’m stoked to explore more of my backyard!


This is Buck:


Our awkward selfie at the top of my little hill:

  The view of Mt. Currie: 



Not So Silent 

Well, who knew that I love silent auctions? This past weekend I was at a fundraiser for the Pemberton BMX track. No, I don’t ride a BMX bike but I do support the community! The party was at Mount Currie Coffee Company and had plethora of items to bid on. There was also a lot of beer and plaid. The theme was “Pemberton tuxedo” and according to the conversations I was having, some of my friends came decked out in plaid without knowing there was a theme. HA.


Any who, I bid on everything and panicked when I realized that I might win it all. Good thing that people started to outbid me. I did land myself 2 awesome pieces of art by local artist, Vanessa Stark and bought myself a snazzy hat!

Max took some leftovers so we had a late night snack of meat and vegetables and cheese. Yum!


Funds were raised. Fun was had. This is an event that everyone in town should go to and I’m almost positive there will be another one!

Mountain Bike Lesson #1

This weekend I had my first mountain bike lesson with Sylvie Allen. I was lucky enough to learn a few things like how to go down a hill, up a hill, over a root and how to change gears. There is a lot to know about mountain biking and I’m grateful to have Sylvie in my life.

We circled Bathtub Trail a few times, went over some wood bridges, biked down the dike by the river and rode on some grassy trail (Valley Trail Loop, I think). Riding in the tress was awesome and it smelled so fresh! We rode for about an hour and a half and took me places I’ve never been before.  I hopped on her magical unicorn bike and learned that I need a new bike. This will be a birthday present to myself because I love being on my bike and spend almost every day on it.

There are also a few items that I need to buy:

Backpack to hold my Camelbak bladder (this is new…thank you, Shayne)

Riding gloves

Riding shorts

Biking shoes

BIKE (a lot of suspension).

Can you think of anything else that a beginner mountain biker may need? Please help!

Welcome Back, Buck

First of all, yes my bike has a name and it is Buck. This is because the first day I got it, he bucked me off. This weekend was warm and sunny and the perfect time to bike outdoors. So, I took my bike out of storage and biked from me casa to Miller Creek and back this weekend. In total it was around 13 km, I think. Steve was kind enough to join me and this is our journey.