Day 30 - Dawson Creek, British Columbia to Edmonton, Alberta. Total miles for today - 372 miles. 8,400 miles from Indianapolis, Indiana.

Oh no, not again.  This is what the sky looked like when the group left Dawson Creek this morning.  Those ominous clouds were only bluffing.  The fellas received minor sprinkles all day which was a big relief from a couple of days of soaking rains.

The five adventurers left British Columbia and are now in Alberta, Canada.

Throughout the day they passed here and there through small towns with funny names. Note the grain storage behind the sign, this is indeed an area of agriculture.

Joe and Fred are discussing the next set of directions for today's journey and possibly the location of the nearest car wash.



Compared to what the guys have been seeing, today turned out to be kind of lack luster in the scenery department.  Being used to days, upon days, of seeing gorgeous, breath taking scenery around every corner or over every hill the guys know they've been spoiled.  Rotten.  The entire day they wound through gently rolling country dotted with the occasional farm.  Those farms generally are haying or full of Canola.  The bright yellow Canola fields are pretty in their own right.  They also saw some large cattle farms.

The degree of difficulty in taking a photograph while zipping past the object on a motorcycle increases exponentially.

Stop!  Stop!  Stop!  Stop!  Okay, we get it.  The guys couldn't figure out the meaning of the double red light.
According to the Alberta Transportation website, "a solid double red light  has the same meaning as a single red light."  Hmmm....the addition of that extra red traffic light  probably increased the construction cost. Burning the extra red light probably increases the operation costs, even if only slightly.  The thing must be heavier to mount.  Hands down, it definitely confuses the tourists, and possibly a few impaired locals too. That entire mess just seems to be a little overkill.  Eh, Canada?

Wooden roller coaster?  Nope, wooden trusses on a railroad overpass/trestle.  This was an unusual site  for these Americans to see.  When so many of these wooden rail overpasses are disappearing in the United States.  They are either being torn down completely or have been replaced by steel trusses or concrete.

Welcome to Edmonton!  The guys got into Edmonton a little earlier this afternoon.  They were able to catch up on their laundry, which should hold them until they get home.  Ladies, ready your washers and dryers.

The guys had a nice dinner and were early to bed.