Historical Field Notes: Complications and F*cked Up Boys from the 90′s
Digging through notes of last summer’s tour in preparation for next week’s adventure down the Pacific Coast from Aptos to ?? (wherever I end up?)
On August 21, 2010, I rode north through Victoria, BC toward Sidney, where I intended to nab a ferry. I took the Galloping Goose Trail, which brought me, at some point, to The Lochside Trail System. It was some of the best riding that I’d had all summer – through neighborhoods and farms and trails that transitioned from pavement to well-conditioned dirt and back again.
Sidney was welcoming, I was hungry, and soon enough I found Toast Cafe. Two old men on a bench outside chatted me up as I secured the bike.
Inside, I ate a BLT sandwich that was so delicious and carby, it brought tears to my eyes. There was a group of older women gossiping at the table next to me.
Here were the notes I put in my little pink book:
Ladies in Toast Cafe talking about bridge.
BRIDGE SOUNDS COMPLICATED.
Ladies in Toast Cafe talking about relationships.
RELATIONSHIPS SOUND COMPLICATED.
BLT is perfect. Soft bread, just so!
It really was a good BLT.
Later, I listened to a pair of boys my age talking about love and they kept referencing trueeeee love. They seemed confused.
So many boys from the 90s were really fucked up by Princess Bride.
Man oh man.
None of this is helping me prepare to tour again, but that last bit about Princess Bride is true. That movie did more harm than good, believe me.
On the next page is a crossed out note with a star next to it.
*Rope and ask about bears
I did ask about bears. In Pemberton. I also asked the man I met in Pemberton about riding up the Old Duffy highway. My pink book shows the following notation:
Advice in Pemberton: You’re fucking retarded.
I didn’t ride up the Duffy and I still regret it.
I did see more than my share of bears.
And also tried to kill Sal with a frying pan.
All of this to say: I’m excited to tour again (I’m heading out solo again) and
I really need to tell you about the frying pan attack.