Savona.

So, I really, really needed to get out of kamloops. that city has now made it on my shit list, perhaps even moreso than toronto or calgary.



I'm camped at savona provincial park, on the banks of lake kamloops.



The country here is scrubby, with tumbleweeds, and dust storms. There was a few great descents, and some mean hills. Also, of note was the salt ponds, that smelled of sulphur. They had mostly dried up, leaving the salt behind.



Tomorrow, I hammer at the road some more, but perhaps not as much as today. I wanted to find out where my absolute, physical limit is for one day "loaded" and that's 100 miles (actually, a little more, I got lost -> 165 km.) Tomorrow will tell if that was "too much" or not. I don't know how far I'm going to get tomorrow, but it'll be the day that I "officially" get ahead of fez, who took a detour up on the scenic route.



I should get some sleep. I think it's going to storm tonight. If it's raining, I may just wimp out and sit on my butt for a day.