Spences Bridge.

The highway crosses the fraser river here, and I won't be up against the rock wall anymore.

I fell shortly after that last post (a "no speed" crash) and twisted up my ankle a bit. Thankfully, I got up before the next convoy went through.

I stopped at a fruit stand for cider. Apparently this is a bad year for cherries, and they lost tens of thousands of pounds of them due to frost.
35 km to go today. I am soooo ready to call it quits for the day. Yesterday, I'd be done in an hour and a half. Today, that 35 km could mean three hours.

The mountains seem to be getting bigger. Hopefully they'll sheild some of the wind.

Also, I ran over 1000 km this afternoon. It makes the trip odometer blink.