Keep on rollin'

I have a little bit of catch up to play here. The previous post rambled on about a long drive to Sault Ste Marie, and I haven't decided where this rambling post will end up but it should cover;
1. Our Time in the Soo.
It was great to be relaxing over in the Soo and a fun time was had by all. Our wedding party was great, there was much eating of fine food and much more drinking of fine beer and wine. The sun shone for us, and fortunately we had a big top like marquee to escape from the heat under. There were pleny of family members there who I hadn't me before, and they didn't seem too disappointed that Brina's married a Brit!
As the evening rolled on, the dancing got faster, music louder and around 2am a pair of hair clippers appeared. I was adamant I wanted a skin head (fortunately Brina intervened and I only got buzzed number 2), Marcel woke up the next morning with AL shaved into the back of his head, and I dread to think what else would have happened, had the Feds not turned up at around 3am to close the hullabulloo down. The Police were invited in to join us for a haircut, but they surprising refused (maybe you aren't allowed to get your head shaved when on duty).

2. Our Road Trip: Having taken out the bike and been on a few nice rides around Ontario, our plan was to drive further East and enter a 100km mountain bike race in Mattawa. However, on second thoughts (and after the race was cancelled due to a storm flattening Mattawa), we shifted our return route to a more South Westerly course and aimed for Moab, Utah. Two days of crusing through Michigan, Iowa, Nebraska and Colorado, we made it to the fine old mining town of Moab (Uranium mining I think). On the way through Iowa we passed Des Moines, the home town of Bill Bryson. It seems somewhat ironic that one of the most popular travel writers of the 20th century comes from a place where nobody in their right mind would think of travelling to. I can see why he wanted to get out and escape to live in the Yorkshire Dales instead.

It is at this stage where I show off photos of the Slickrock trail in Moab - that is if this blogger host thing can download them (I do struggle with technology). It looks like the photos aren't forthcoming in this post, so they will have to go on the next post, where I shall bring everything up to date, from Vegas, the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone and home - must dash now, off to hike up to Stanley Glacier this afternoon.

Have Fun.