Kelly Lake Road, Pavillion, Lillooet, Crashes, and Pemberton:  A Bang UP Day

Just south of Clinton, there is a turnoff to the Pavillion road. I had ridden it from South to North a couple of years ago.  While it was challenging because of the grade and curves, I did not have any real problems.

 Getting into real Sage Brush Country...

 A big piece of Jade at the Clinton museum

 North of Lillooet, I decided to head up in a northern loop.  I had thought about the west side of the Fraser between Lillooet and Lyton, a ride that Gordon and I had done last year, but the ferry was not running as a result of the fast water in the Fraser.

 I am assuming that some local artists completed the piers holding up the water pipes at the Kelly Lake Hydro station.  Quite a large complex.

 Mosquitoes: there have been lots of those critters...

 These figures remind me of the petroglyphs that I saw in Mesa Verde a couple of years ago. The cliff dwellers of southern Colorado had lots of drawings like this....

 At the end of Anderson lake is a small little town with a very old and falling down church...

Looks pretty innocuous, doesn't it.  Notice that there is not any decking in the middle of the bridge.

 I committed the cardinal sin of riding, in that I looked at the danger, and sure enough the bike rode into the middle section.  Of course it could not steer out, and over I went, with a good clang into the bridge girders.  Thankfully, I have a good helmet, cause I saw stars.

Broken windshield was the only damage to Blondie.  Her left pannier came off, as advertised.

 Do not look at the gaps, or you will go there.....

 Thanks to a few folks who came along, I was back on the road in a few hours.

 I ended up riding into the next town, Mount Currie with Al and Doug, who came upon the mess, and helped me get back on the horse.  I went into Pemberton, and soon had a camp set up south of town.

 We live in a beautiful province in a beautiful country....