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- Dzień 21
- środa, 19 lipca 2017
- ⛅ 35 °C
- Wysokość: 133 m
Stany ZjednoczoneHavasu Cove34°28’2” N 114°22’33” W
Who turned up the sun?

Apologies for the late 'footprint'. We camped in Lake Havasu last night very much in the wilderness on the Colorado River. It was magical. We swam in the river which was heavenly in the 40° heat! I've never experienced heat like this before. It's so hot and dry it's like standing in an all over body dryer. It's bizarrely not that unpleasant. I struggled more with the heat in the cities.
The views along our tour guided road trip through California and into Arizona were stunning with the biggest and best views to come today as we arrive at the Grand Canyon.
The group we're with is small and friendly although Kate and I are the oldest (including the leader!). We decided between us we were going to try as many different oreo flavours as we could. This can only end badly. The adventure got off to an interesting start when we attempted to take an alternative route to a rest stop and found ourselves stuck in the dust. It took the entire group to push the mini bus out. We still think it was probably a thinly disguised bonding exercise!
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- czwartek, 20 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 31 °C
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Stany ZjednoczonePipe Creek36°6’25” N 112°6’47” W
A Grand Day Out

Apologies for these late posts. I hope no one off-facebook was worried! Thankfully, I did have the foresight to warn Mum and Dad that I'd be a little off radar whilst on my mini tour with Trek America. We are now cruising back along the interstate back to LA and I could not have had a more memorable 4 days.
Following our night at Lake Havasu we set off for the Grand Canyon South Rim. Michael, our tour leader, presented us with bandanas with which we blind folded ourselves with on arrival at the park and he led us in a ' people train' to the edge of the Canyon - positioning each of us along the railing. I will post a separate footprint containing the video of this as I also want to share a whole host of jaw-dropping photographs with you. Needless to say the 'Grand reveal' was nothing short of breathtaking. The video thankfully doesn't pick up my foul language but I believe swear words were uttered.
After spending some time taking all the obligatory selfies and photographs along the rim, we went to set up camp for the night. There were thunder storms in the area so we were keen to get the tents up before they hit.
For those of you that are interested our tour guide taught us an interesting acronym for remembering and understanding how the Canyon was formed. This is DUDE which stands for Deposition, Uplifts, Downcutting and Erosion. I look forward to a more comprehensive discussion with Dad on this with his past geology studies!
Thunder storms evaded and tents erected we returned to the Canyon rim for the most spectacular sunset I will probably ever see. Not only were we watching the sunset (whilst eating pizza I hasten to add - could it get better?) but we were watching the thunder storms across the other side of the Canyon all desperate to capture the spectacular lightning on camera. Thankfully I have a short video which I will also post separately if you'd like to see. It's quite small but you get the idea.
Needless to say we were all very happy with our day's experience and there was so much more to come tomorrow! Czytaj więcej
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- Dzień 22
- czwartek, 20 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 26 °C
- Wysokość: 2 108 m
Stany ZjednoczoneGrand Canyon36°3’16” N 112°8’24” W
Grand Unveiling

The moment our tour guide let us see the Grand Canyon for the first time.
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Stany ZjednoczoneGrand Canyon36°3’16” N 112°8’24” W
Lightning Strikes

No explanation needed.
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- piątek, 21 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 38 °C
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Stany ZjednoczoneThe Strip36°6’53” N 115°10’22” W
Get Your Kicks on Route 66

Today was so full of amazing experiences it's hard to know where to start so let's kept it simple and start at the beginning.
Our day began at Maverick Helicopters where our tour group of 6 embarked on a 50 minute helicopter ride across the Canyon. This was nothing short of amazing. The moment where we crossed the rim at 50ft above the trees to 5,000 ft above the bottom of the Canyon took my breath away. Our pilot, BJ, was an excellent tour guide and from the outset told us his job was to help us appreciate the sheer scale of this natural phenomenon. To help you, the depth of the Canyon is so deep that it is over 3 times the height of the Manhattan skyline. If you wish to get from one side of the Canyon to the other by car (around the rim) - it will take you over 5 hours. Finally, if you drifted downstream on the current of the Colorado River - it would take you 21 days to get from one side to the other. Seem pretty big?
After our helicopter flight we headed to Seligman- a quintessential Route 66 town which claims to have inspired 'Radiator Springs' in Disney Pixar's 'Cars'. We enjoyed a great lunch here at Delgadillo's Snow Cap Drive-In where I left an 'Old Flying Club' business card on their wall of cards by the order hatch. It was nice to leave a little piece of home here.
The trek involves several hours of driving each day and it is therefore only fair that we took it in turns to keep our leader Michael company in the front of the van. Today was my turn. Being up front comes with the added responsibility of being DJ. After running out of suitable playlists Michael introduced me to 'The Moth'. This is a grandslam competition in the US whereby people get up on stage and tell stories. The topics varied - some funny some very sad. After one particularly moving one we realised we were both a little teary eyed. We thought the rest of the van were sleeping but in checking the rear view mirror, a tear streaked Kate peered over the seats like a meerkat saying 'what are you making me listen to?!' Being up front also had the added bonus of being able to take some fun shots out the windscreen. We even crossed the Hoover Dam.
The heat in Vegas was insane - reportedly 45°! We were surprised to discover that we were staying in a true Vegas hotel - The Golden Nugget. Not only did it contain its own shops and casinos but it contained a shark tank with a water slide that ran through it. Kate and I were sharing a room with not one but two king-size beds. This was quite a treat having come accustomed to sharing beds the past 3 weeks!
We had take-out in one of the hotel rooms with the rest of the group and the drinking began. We had stocked up at Walmart en route and I had bought 8 mini bottles of Sutter Home's White Zinfandel- one of my favourites and so cheap here! Needless to say we all got a little tipsy rather quickly. By the time we reached the Party Bus at 21.30 we were definitely ready to dance the night away. The bus took us to the infamous sign and down the strip past Bellagio and Caesars Palace. Let me tell you now, dancing on a moving bus is not easy but is very good fun! Our final destination was a nightclub which our group was not particularly interested in entering. We had other ideas on how the remainder of the night was to be spent.
Two of our group Dee and Kev (who lived in Leicester) had decided it would be fun to have a Vegas wedding. They were already married so this was pretty easy to arrange. Believe it or not to have a Vegas wedding you still need a licence so turning up to the chapel and asking to get married isn't as easy as everyone makes out. Naturally we were all very excited about attending our first wedding in Vegas and despite my inebriated state (5 mini bottles of Sutter Home) I automatically took on the role of wedding photographer. Kate and I ensured Dee had her something old, new, borrowed and blue by lending her two old hair bobbles (one of which was blue) and I found a crisp new dollar bill which we all signed and gave to her as a momento.
The ceremony was short but very sweet and I was astounded to find the next morning I had a nice selection of photographs for the happy couple to treasure the evening with. I've attached a collage to my post.
After the wedding we headed back to our hotel for more casino fun. I placed a couple of dollars in various slot machines to no avail. I'd have loved to play roulette but was too tight for the $15 buy in. It had been an expensive day after all what with helicopter flights and such like.
Tiredness hit me like a wall around 1am. I was feeling my age all of a sudden! I left the group and in true Vegas style got sidetracked on my way back to my room. Initially I wandered into the pool area and found myself sat on the edge with my feet in the water (still wearing my jelly shoes I hasten to add) and watched the sharks in the shark tank whilst Stereophonics 'Have a Nice Day' played through the speakers. Possibly one of the most surreal moments of the trip so far and one I shall always remember.
The journey back to the room finished with a pit stop in the hotel shop for a giant cookie which I enjoyed in a bubble bath back in the room. Don't ever tell me I don't know how to do Vegas. Whichever way I did it, it was definitely MY way. Czytaj więcej

Jackie BeardReally envy you the helicopter trip I would have definitely have a go on that one xx
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- sobota, 22 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 29 °C
- Wysokość: 137 m
Stany ZjednoczoneHollywood34°6’19” N 118°19’39” W
On the road again

We spent most of the day following Vegas travelling back to LA. This was fortunate given how tired we all were not to mention any mild hangovers. This was made better by my first visit to an ihop diner for a 'Split Decision Breakfast'.
For Kate and I, tonight would be our last night together before our first big separation on the trip so far. Needless to say we were both a little anxious about flying solo the following day.
Kate and I have been the perfect travel companions. We're both pretty laid back and accommodating. Kate has been massively supportive and appreciative of my driving efforts and her and Susan (our Google Maps woman) have been the dream navigating team. Kate pre-empting Susan's directions as she habitually tells me to exit an interstate when I'm in the left hand lane of a 6 lane carriageway. To demonstrate how lost I became without her the following morning I got into the passenger side of the car twice and Susan and I fell out completely after I took double the time I should to find a Target store! It's OK though, Kate spoke to Susan and smoothed things over and told her I hadn't really meant the things I'd said about her (I had).
One thing we have learnt though is that the organised treks (like the one we're just finishing with Trek America) are far more stress free than the DIY travelling we've mostly been doing. It does come with a big catch for me though which is if you choose one of the longer duration treks (2-3 weeks) you are taking pot luck with the group you end up with. You will be spending the entire trip with them and I think this factor would put me off a longer tour. I think I must becoming less tolerant of people in my old age! It's also worth remembering that the demographic these tours are aimed at are generally early 20s so there were numerous times I felt my age! That being said, the 4 day trip which included the sights, accommodation, travel and many of our meals was easily the best £450 I've spent so far. Admittedly that didnt include the helicopter ride. There's no way we could have so comfortably covered the same sights solo though.
Once back in LA, Kate and I reunited with Flora the Focus and headed to our new Air BnB. We had quite the surprise in store but I will save that for a later post.
Meanwhile, let me introduce you to Jens. I feel remiss that I haven't introduced you sooner. Jens is our tour guide's lucky Kiwi who lives on the dashboard of the van. Jens is so called after the poor Danish man who was unable to join our group for unforeseen reasons and shall remain forever in our hearts. You may have noticed facebook or instagram posts with the hashtag #thisonesforjens. Well Jens (the Kiwi) lost his beak so as a thank you to our tour guide I took it upon myself to procure some special beak fixing glue and restored him to his former glory. Before and after shots below.
I promise the upcoming posts will be more eventful!
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Jackie BeardThat mini bus is just like the one you travelled across America in 30 years ago. Following an Airship !!!!! 😎
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- niedziela, 23 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 28 °C
- Wysokość: 179 m
Stany ZjednoczoneHollywood Heights34°6’29” N 118°20’25” W
The Hollywood Pilgrimage

As many of you will probably appreciate, coming to Hollywood is kind of a big deal for me. I've been planning this particular segment of my trip for many months as it needed to be perfect. I had such high expectations about my first trip to LA I needed to make sure I did it right. The first consideration was which Studio Tours should I undertake? After considerable research it looked like the best were Paramount and Warner Bros. I decided against Universal on the basis that I felt it was more of a theme park than a full working studio tour. I'm probably a little misguided on that but those that have been will catch my drift. The final consideration is whether or not I would visit Disneyland. Bear in mind Anaheim is the first Disneyland the part that Walt himself created. For over a month, I ruled it out. Kate did not have the same attachment to Hollywood as me and so she had opted to partake in a Yosemite Trek whilst I did my Hollywood thing. This meant I'd have to do Disney on my own which at first was not at all appealing. I had visions of me sat on a bench with droopy Minnie Mouse ears crying into my ice cream. However, with thanks to my fellow Disney fans and those that know me well, I was persuaded otherwise. More on that in a subsequent post.
The day started with my separation from Kate at LA Greyhound Station. If ever there was a more depressing place, I'm not sure I've seen it. It's a little bit like purgatory - full of diversely different characters all waiting to get to their next destination. It was from here that Susan (the sat nav) and I fell out as I attempted to find a Target and we drove around in circles as she failed to give me enough notice for lane changes and I generally stopped listening.
In our wisdom we kept a can of chopped tomatoes in the boot of the car from a previous shop which had leaked and caused a rather unpleasant smell in our brand new car whilst we were on our trek. After purchasing air freshener, lemon cleaning spray and a cradle for Susan (I was going to have to treat her nicely if she was going to help me find my way around LA) I set off for Griffith Observatory. Kate and I had failed to visit it the other night due to heavy traffic so I was pleased to find an accessible and free park and ride at the bottom of the hill.
For those of you that don't know, Griffith Observatory is important for two reasons. Firstly, it has a magnificent view across the city and the Hollywood sign. Secondly, it was a key location in the recent Oscar winning film La La Land which has rapidly climbed into my top 10 films ever made. I know, some of you saw it and thought it was pants. You are entitled to your opinions. I, however, thought it was beautiful and the epitomy of what cinema was invented for.
I was pleased to discover I had time for a planetarium screening so eagerly bought my $7 ticket and made calls to home whilst I waited. The show started well... I wish I could tell you all about it. However to my shame, I fell asleep in my comfortable reclining chair only to be awoken by 'The Big Bang' in 'The Story of the Universe' with a bit of a jolt. Not long after the lights came up and I very dozily made my way down the big hill to the car. I think the trek was starting to catch up on me.
I had a 2.30pm tour at Paramount booked and I was hoping I would wake up enough to fully appreciate it! I really did. The tour lasted about 3 hours and consisted of a very well researched and educated tour guide taking a group of 5 of us on a gold buggy around the Paramount lot. Highlights for me were the original infamous gates, Forest Gump's bench, seeing the sound stage where Cheers was filmed and Ted Danson and Woody Harrelsons mischievous handprints and signatures in a piece of sidewalk oh and meeting Optimus Prime and Bumble Bee (Transformers). This especially amused me as Kate and I had been spotting wagons on the interstate that could be Optimus and then I saw the real thing! Squeeeeee!
I had never before fully appreciated the sheer scale of Hollywood lots. They have literally thought of everything. Every single building on the site is purposefully designed to look like something else - a motel, a hospital, a school. They even have a car park with sloped edges which can be filled with water to create an ocean. There are of course streets of facades to look like New York and Chicago as well as bus stops and subway entry points from which you'll never get anywhere. I am still in awe of it all. We were fortunate enough to take a sneak peak of some live sets too in particular the set for new TV series 'School of Rock' which is based in the film. I nearly fainted when our tour guide pointed out the original director, Richard Linklater (one of my idols), was producing. I casually asked if he was 'about' but was told he was more of a figurehead producer so wasn't on set. Gutted. Our tour guide, Jessica, was really great. It transpired she was a recent film graduate and this was her first job in Hollywood. I'd have been pretty made up with that if I'd landed that straight out of Falmouth! We exchanged details and have endeavoured to stay in touch whilst we both pursue our dreams.
From the studio I popped into the Hollywood Forever cemetery around the corner to see if I could find any significant gravestones. Silent star Douglas Fairbanks, Cecil B De Mille and Judy Garland are buried there. Sadly I failed to find any of them but the atmosphere there at least was quite special as it looked up on the Hollywood sign. Interestingly Paramount is the only studio from which the Hollywood sign can be seen.
I ventured back to our beloved Air BnB from there and enjoyed it's beautiful pool in the late afternoon sun. I realise I've get to divulge a secret about my temporary LA pad. Like with the rest of the planning, I wanted my accomodation to befit the nature of the trip and I was fortunate to find a beautiful room in an apartment at the foot of Griffith Park just off Franklin Avenue. I was so pleased with my find despite it being over my budget I felt it would be worthwhile. Whilst making enquiries with the host, I told him my plans and he happened to mention he worked in the business. Even better. What he had deliberately failed to mention is that he was an actor on a pretty well known intergalactic TV series! Kate recognised him instantly and was shy and a little iddy for the rest for the first evening. Needless to say I thought this was wonderful. I can't give you more details on here but if you're a fan of such a show and want to know more I'm happy to divulge more details in message form! I messaged Dad that evening to tell him of my fortune and he thought I was pulling his leg.
I had intended to head up to Griffith Park for a Hollywood Sunset but as with the nature of my last visit I awoke around 21:30 amongst my things on the bed. I needed an early night especially with more studio treats in store tomorrow. Czytaj więcej
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- poniedziałek, 24 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 26 °C
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Stany ZjednoczoneDark Canyon34°8’55” N 118°20’9” W
Where you lead, I will follow

The continuation of my Hollywood Pilgrimage started with a tour of Warner Bros Studio. Unlike Paramount, the tour operation was much more frantic and commercial with hundreds of people and buggys zipping around the lot everywhere you looked. Group sizes were slightly larger too. However, this did not dispell any of the magic the day would bring.
Unlike Paramount, WB have retained many of its older sets and back lots for visitor appreciation. That being said the majority of these back lot sets have been used to shoot multiple films and shows over the years.
Whilst I don't generally publicise this fact much, I am a huge 'Gilmore Girls' fan. Those that know the show will know it enjoyed a Netflix revival last year after 10 years off the air. The sleepy New England town of Stars Hollow was entirely created on the WB backlot so you can imagine my excitement when I got to set foot in the town where Lorelei and Rory's story was set. Similarly, WB is also home to 'The Big Bang Theory' and we were also permitted to see full sets in their sound stage which gave me tingles. No photos allowed there unsurprisingly! Lastly, as the home to 'Friends', they have recreated the Central Perk set for fans like myself to hang out in and take photos.
I met a great young couple one of which was a composer from London. He too was doing Hollywood for the first time so it was fun to share our experiences so far. We even had a couple of mutual film friends back home. The world continues to shrink on its axis.
The tour also included a browse around the humongous prop store which I know several dear friends would have got exceedingly giddy about. I wish you could have been there!
Following my tour I decided I needed to at least see the Walt Disney Animation Studios. Unsurprisingly, these are very closed off to the public but I knew the infamous 7 dwarf pillars could be seen from the road. It was about a 20 minute walk from WB through Buena Vista Park. Whilst I'd have dearly loved to venture further into the lot, the security guards were very kind and let me come through the entrance for a few snaps. It was worthwhile. The entire boundary has Mickey Mouse heads on top the fence posts and of course the water tower is suitably branded. I'm glad I made the extra journey.
I returned to the apartment for a dip in the pool which was heavenly. I don't often have to remind myself how lucky I am right now! It was at this point I clocked the miniature Hollywood sign in the bushes of the garden. This made me chuckle. I later discovered that this was so my host could tell chicks he could see he Hollywood sign from his pool. Genius.
I headed up to the Observatory for a Hollywood sunset. This time I was successful in getting parked and was not disappointed. I stayed around for an hour or so afterwards to enjoy the LA skyline at night and the Observatory. I also went in search of 'Cathy's Corner' where the poster shot for La La Land was filmed. Unfortunately it transpired you can only reach this on foot and as it was dark with the park due to close in an hour I decided against getting lost in the woods. Instead, I headed home to get ready for the biggest of days tomorrow. Czytaj więcej

Jackie BeardAnother wonderful chapter of your Big Adventure 😀 love the photos as well mind you your host might as well have made his Hollywood sign a bit bigger !!! Xx
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- wtorek, 25 lipca 2017
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Stany ZjednoczoneMonsters, Inc. Ride33°48’35” N 117°54’56” W
It All Started With a Mouse

The day is finally here. The day a single 31 year old Disney fan enters the Magic Kingdom ON HER OWN!
To help justify my solo attendance I opted to undertake the exclusive 'Walking in Walt's Disneyland Footsteps' Tour which was a special 3.5 hour tour including lunch with which we would be taken around the park and told stories about its construction, the imagineering and ultimately it's creator- the man himself Walt Disney.
I've done a lot of research on Disney over the years especially during my degree. Many people have referred to media degrees as Mickey Mouse degrees so during mine I steered into the curve and wrote essays on Disneyland, Baudrillard, Hyper-realism and Mary Poppins. I think I thought I was proving a point. Regardless, I already knew a fair amount about Disneyland's construction and how much the park had meant to Walt in his later years. Due to the crowds, we wore ear pieces to ensure we could hear our tour guide but this also meant he could play us significant audio clips from Disney history. I can't lie, I got chills when he played us his opening speech from July 17th 1955. It's short but sweet so I thought I'd include it below:
"To all who come to this happy place - welcome. Disneyland is your land. Here age relives fond memories of the past and here youth may savor the challenge and promise of the future. Disneyland is dedicated to the ideals, the dreams and the hard facts that have created America with the hope that it will be a source of joy and inspiration to all the world."
I believe this speech still epitomises Disneyland today.
The true highlight of the tour was spending half an hour in Walt's very own apartment above the Fire Station in Main Street USA. This really did give me tingles. Walt spent a lot of time here in his later years especially during the park's construction and early days. There is a lamp in the window which was always left on during his times of residence. As a mark of respect the lamp has remained lit since his death in 1966.
As the park was so busy I opted to go on very few rides and simply soak up the Disney atmosphere and indulge in my photography. Doing this I made several inreresting observations. The first was the realisation that kids were still carrying around autograph books and they were on sale in all the gift shops. This was a nice surprise as I'd assumed the autograph had been subsumed by the selfie. Second was the 'Bibbidy Bobbdy Boo Boutique' just inside the Castle. On entering you struggle to focus at first through the mist of hairspray and glitter but once the fog clears you are greeted with a frenzy of little girls sat in parlour chairs having their hair done by Fairy Godmothers and being dressed as Princesses. It was magical and a little creepy all at the same time! I confess I was tempted to ask whether big girls could play too! My 3rd interesting observation was that there is no signal on the Haunted Mansion. Spooky huh? I was also chuffed to find the entrance to 'Club 33' which was Disney's exclusive club set upstairs in the New Orleans houses of Frontierland.
The day ended with 'Fantasmic' - Disney's infamous night time show on the water in Frontierland. I first saw this in 1994 and thought it was the most magical thing I'd ever seen. I still do. Czytaj więcej
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- środa, 26 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 27 °C
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Stany ZjednoczoneKellers Shelter34°2’12” N 118°40’34” W
California Dreamin'

The pilgrimage has come to an end and after waking up next to my Mickey Mouse ears it was time for me to drive back north to repatriate with my travel b companion and return the hire car in San Francisco. Originally I had a crazy idea that I'd road trip via Yosemite. It transpired this wasn't a very viable option and so I decided to cruise back up the 1 as far as I could then joining the 101 before I hit the closures at Big Sur again.
I said farewell to my Air BnB hosts and nearly cried when Dom said he would have taken me as his guest to a BAFTA screening last night had I not been at Disneyland. Dammit!
Driving down Sunset Boulevard I shed a small tear. Hollywood moved me far more than I had ever anticipated and has reaffirmed my ambitions as a filmmaker. I would need to find a way to get back here more permanently one day. I have a lot of work to do first but its certainly a wonderful feeling to see your dreams so clearly again and almost touch them.
After passing the mansions of Beverly Hills and picking up the 1 on the coast my first pitstop was Malibu Pier. I had a brief walk on the beach but found the white sand too hot underfoot to be comfortable and I found myself hopping about like a loon. The temperatures were in the high 20s/early 30s again. The Pier was very charming and I'm really glad I stopped.
Flora, Susan and I then turned up the tunes and cruised up the 1 all the way to Cambria where we enjoyed our last California Sunset before finding a Motel 6 to spend the night. I had been severely tempted to stay in the Madonna Inn with its quirky individually styled rooms and pink restaurant but it was a little out of my price range and a bit too far south. After travelling over 250 miles with another 200 to do in the morning I hit the hay and enjoyed a good night's rest. Czytaj więcej

Jackie BeardLooking forward to staying in your mansion in Beverley Hills one day Joey xxx
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- czwartek, 27 lipca 2017
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Stany ZjednoczoneSan Francisco-Oakland-Fremont37°46’30” N 122°25’10” W
Thank you Karl

After driving a further 200 miles up the 101 and also the San Andreas fault (thank you for not shifting whilst I was driving along you!) I reunited with Kate around 1pm. As our train to Seattle wasn't until 9pm we opted to extend our hire car so that we could venture back across the Golden Gate to Muir Woods.
After a brief stop at the Woods we drove back to the viewing points for the bridge to see that Karl (that's the name of the fog) had lifted just in time for us to see the bridge in its full glory for the first time. It was a stunning farewell to California as we headed back into the city, said goodbye to Flora and picked up the Coast Starlight to Seattle - our last big train journey together. Czytaj więcej
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- piątek, 28 lipca 2017
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Stany ZjednoczonePort of Seattle47°36’49” N 122°21’14” W
Aboard the Coast Starlight

Our final Amtrak together and we opted to actually sit together this time. I say opted, the train was quite busy and we couldn't get two window seats! However it did make life a bit more comfortable trying to sleep. My previous sleeping companion on board the Lakeshore Ltd to Chicago was a small child who curled up into various positions throughout the night often kicking me in the process or trying to encroach onto my seat. Whenever I had to 'move' him he'd wake up and give me the biggest scowl ask where his toy was and then go back to sleep. Actually, I guess the experience wasn't far off sitting next to Kate!
For some bizarre reason I stayed up until about 3 in the morning sifting photographs on my ipad. Needless to say I suffered for it the next morning and found myself retreating to double seats to curl up in Kate's sleeping bag and take a nap.
As with the California Zephyr we spent the majority of the day in the Observation Car enjoying the views. I opted to splash out and pay to have french toast in the dining car - still the best I've had since I've been here! I sat with 3 strangers from all over the country but the most interesting was a homocide detective from California. He personally dealt with over 20 cases a year and spent his spare time cycling long distances to clear his head which seemed reasonable. He may of course been completely pulling my leg but still it makes for a good story.
We were in the very last carriage on the train which made for some fun photographs out the back window. Despite the name, we ran alongside very little coast. I believe it does larger coastal stretches between LA and San Francisco. In fact we saw the tracks when on the road. That being said we did a specatular stretch along the Puget Sound at sunset which more than made up for it.
After nearly 24 hours on the train took our very first Uber to our wonderful Air BnB in Green Lake. More on that tomorrow. Czytaj więcej
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- Dzień 31
- sobota, 29 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 21 °C
- Wysokość: 15 m
Stany ZjednoczoneHarbor Island Reach47°34’23” N 122°20’50” W
"I have a thing for ferry boats"

Today marked one month since Kate and embarked on our big adventure and so I chose to celebrate it by putting together a small collage of the trip's highlights so far. People keep asking me what the best place we've visited or the highlight of the trip so far is and frankly I can't choose just one. Instead Kate and I agreed to pick a top 3:
1. Cycling along Lake Michigan at night and stopping by the aquarium to watch the fireworks.
2. The overwhelming kindness of our Air BnB hosts in Boston who not only gave us a 3 hour behind the scenes tour of Harvard but insisted we stay in their Cape Cod holiday home for free because they couldn't bear the thought of us in a hostel.
3. The moment when the Grand Canyon Helicopter passed over the edge of the rim at 50 ft above forest to over 5,000 ft above the bottom.
What would be yours from the photos you've seen so far? "What about Hollywood?!" I hear you cry. Well that would get it's very own top 3 moments!
Anyway, as Im sure some of you have worked out Im nearly a week behind with my blogs and I am determined to catch up and so without further delay I introduce you to Seattle.
My first comment about this city has to be about those wonderful green and white ferry boats. 10 years of watching Grey's Anatomy has made these very iconic to me and I practically shrieked when I saw one crossing the sound for the first time. The novelty did not fade.
We began our day by visiting Pike Place Market - another tick on the Ephron Pilgramage Checklist. In my head this was merely a fish market but let me tell you it is so much more and well worth the visit. Kate and I initially split and agreed to meet again in just under an hour. Needless to say we kept extending our time there until I suggested we each buy lunch and meet back at the lookout point where there were tables and stools looking out over the sound.
I had my very first 'Gumbow' - a bread roll with a chicken and gravy filling not dissimilar to a pasty but bread rather than pastry. It was delicious. I typically bought lunch with eyes bigger than my belly and had a BBQ pork kebab too. Yum. To finish Kate and I shared 'Summer in a Cup' from one of the colourful fruit stalls.
We caught the monorail to the Space Needle to find tickets were not available until much later. Still suffering from the lack of sleep on the train I opted to head back to our exceedingly comfortable Air BnB on Green Lake which was a 15 minute Uber ride north of downtown. Uber is the latest revelation in our travels and one which I am very much enjoying. So fast, cheap and convenient. My only puzzler was when I ordered one for Kate and watched it approaching her location on my app to find the little graphic car suddenly started spinning on it's axis. Was it doing donuts? I nearly called Kate and told her not to get in for fear the driver was a lunatic. I still don't know what the spinning means. If any Uber pro can tell me, I'd be grateful. Czytaj więcej
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- niedziela, 30 lipca 2017
- ⛅ 21 °C
- Wysokość: 42 m
Stany ZjednoczoneSeattle Central Library47°36’22” N 122°19’55” W
Sleepy in Seattle

After a much needed lie in (no one will ever accuse me of being Sleepless in Seattle) Kate and I ventured to Kerry Park for an elevated city skyline view. Sadly it was slightly obscured by cranes. I would later discover that due to Seattle's rapid development there are at least 17 cranes currently in use across the city. Kate had also hoped that Mt Rainier would be visible but sadly she was hiding. All in all it wasn't quite the view we had hoped for but onwards and upwards. I was on a separate mission from Kerry Park to look for a very special house. Back to my slightly sad film and TV location hunting ways I hiked up the hill in search of Meredith Grey's house. Yes another Grey's Anatomy reference I'm afraid. After finding it and taking lots of sneaky pictures whilst trying to blend in with the neighbourhood I mooched back down the hill to find Lake Union.
I arrived at Lake Union much earlier than my planned boat tour which would take me past Tom Hank's infamous house boat - my final Ephron stop of the trip. I sat in the park and watched the seaplanes land and take off from Kenmore Air. The more I watched, the more I wanted to play so needless to say I went to enquire. Astounded by the comparable cheapness to the recent helicopter ride I took over the Canyon I bit the girls hand off and looked forward to my seaplane tour around Seattle tomorrow morning. You can take the girl away from flying for 7 weeks but you can't take flying away from the girl!
Feeling very in the moment I took things a step further that afternoon and opted for a Six Gill Shark Bite cocktail on the boat which contained gin, triple sec, ginger ale and pineapple juice. I don't usually drink in the afternoon so needless to say I was rather tipsy by the time I got off the boat. I'd just had a message from Kate saying she'd found another large soft toy she could not separate from. I told her she could have it so long as I could take home the lamppost I was currently hugging in the Argosy Cruises car park. After convincing her I didn't need rescuing we reunited at the market in search of dinner. We settled for fish and chips at the pier which was an excellent choice.
From there we took the monorail to the Space Needle. The monorail is a slightly bizarre construct in Seattle. It is a very small stretch running between downtown to the Space Needle and was originally constructed as part of the 1962 World Fair which as it happens was also when the Space Needle opened. It is worth bearing in mind that this coincided with Disney's original presentation of EPCOT which was presented at the very same fair - Disney also being a massive fan of the monorail.
We learnt from our experience at the Empire State and deliberately booked a a lot on the Space Needle that got us up there just before sunset so we could appreciate the views by day and night. We had free green screen shots taken and giggled at the badly done composite - check out our green hair! You could choose your backdrop so naturally I chose the ferry boat. Sadly it would appear that despite my love of these ferries I would not get to ride on one as quite frankly there weren't going anywhere I had time to go!
After persuading ourselves that we did not need matching Space Needle hats we ventured back to the piers to admire all the neon signs in the dark - this was Kate's geek time as Seattle by night was the backdrop for her favourite video game. We also browsed in a couple of souvenir shops where Kate had to stop me from buying my own set of Grey's Anatomy scrubs.
We got back to the house late despairing at the early start we had tomorrow. Czytaj więcej
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- poniedziałek, 31 lipca 2017
- ☀️ 20 °C
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Stany ZjednoczoneFriday Harbor48°32’3” N 123°1’2” W
Free Joey

Today marked the final travel separation from my dear friend and travel companion Kate. Kate has been the most wonderful friend and travel companion a girl could ask for. When life hit a major bump in the road at the start of the year the possibility of joining Kate on her loosely planned adventures helped see me through some really dark days. I said from the outset that I didn't know for sure if i would get to embark on such an adventure but boy am I glad that I did. I'm not usually one for believing in 'things happen for a reason' but events of this year may just sway me on that. Kate is incredibly wise and thoughtful as well as being funny and kind. We have had such an amazing time together. Nothing quite prepared me for the shock wave of emotion that hit when we said goodbye from our last Uber together at Pier 69. I kid you not, I didn't stop crying for nearly an hour. I'm tearing up again now just thinking about it. Neither of us would have been on this very adventure without the other. Kate's original plans entailed several Trek America tours but having a buddy who was willing to drive opened up the possibilities and we did far more together than either one of us would have done separately. Kate was now off to Vancouver to pick up her 3 week tour across Canada. I was originally supposed to fly home from Seattle. However, when it came to booking flights a little monkey on my shoulder (let's call her Jane!) started pondering the possibilities of travelling solo back across Canada on the trains and back to NY where I started. This would be the least prepared and itinerarised segment of the adventure but I was equally excited about it. They say travelling solo is something everyone should do once in their life so this would be my go at it.
I had a very special day planned today. I was off to the San Juan Islands in search of Orcas. I can't lie, I have been a little obsessed with the fear inducing but beautiful whales since Free Willy hit the cinemas in the early 90s. The obsession continued long into adulthood whilst I avidly followed the campaigns against Sea World and went to the cinema alone (something I do rarely) to see Black Fish which documents the life of the Orcas in captivity that have attacked their trainers - fatally or otherwise. Needless to say it has been a life long dream of mine to see them in the wild so I had high hopes for today.
The journey to San Juan was just short of three hours. Once the none whale watching passengers disembarked at Friday Harhor we set off on our whale watching adventures. I was fortunate to make two new friends - Maggie and Alison whilst securing our spots on the top deck. The San Juan Islands are stunning. If anyone saw Free Willy 2 - this is where it was shot. It wasn't long before our boat found a pod of transient Orcas. I could barely breathe. They were so majestic the way they glid through the water. Of course, unlike all the photographs we see, it is rare that we get to see the whales venture far out of the water. However after taking over 800 photos I did manage to get a couple which 'showed their faces'. We were fortunate enough to see a couple of calves too. Sadly no breaches or spy hops though. That being said, we did watch a seal basking in the sun to find moments later it was gone and was subsequently shared amongst the pod for lunch. Nothing like a live David Attenbrough show to keep you entertained.
After over 2 hours of watching the Orcas we returned to Friday Harbor for a few hours onshore to browse the shops and enjoy the local ice cream. I indulged in a scoop of 'Moose Tracks' which was only slightly regretted as it contained mini reeses peanut butter cups and I do not to peanuts. Somehow I survived.
Being one of the first to reboard the vessel I grabbed a good table seat and kept an eye out for Maggie and Alison to join me. Meanwhile I was joined by Nathan who had spent time with family on the Island and was returning back to work in Seattle. The girls and I decided as we had a 3 hour trip back to the Emerald City we would indulge in the very reasonable on board wine and discounted snacks. By the time we hit the second bottle, Nathan had put down his book and joined in too.
We met a group of girls from Boston that had just spent 5 days on the Island kayaking in search of the resident pods and had not seen a single whale. We couldn't help but feel a little guilty! Not long after we cast off and were heading back through the islands, the boat stopped it's engines and we were called to the deck. Another pod had surfaced and was heading right for us. These came far closer than the previous pods and we even got a little spy hop out of one. Sadly despite the image count on my camera I somehow missed it. Still we were really pleased that the Boston girls got to see some at last!
On getting back to Seattle, our little crew decided to go and grab dinner together. It transpired we were all living/staying near Green Lake so we grabbed an Uber and enjoyed some more wine and some delicious food before I headed back to our Air BnB minus Kate.
I was pleased to finally meet our other host, Kailie who I had been communicating with prior to the trip and had kindly arranged for me to be able to stay an extra night in their office to stop me finding alternative accommodation for my last night in Seattle. I also had the pleasure of meeting their pooch - Mr Brojangles! I was sad to see my Seattle adventures drawing to a close but I'd be seeing it off in style the next morning. Czytaj więcej

Jackie BeardOh Joey welling up as I read like I said before you two have shared an amazing adventure. Xxx
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- wtorek, 1 sierpnia 2017
- ⛅ 23 °C
- Wysokość: 10 m
KanadaHalkett Head48°25’42” N 123°22’0” W
Crossing the Border

The day began with my eagerly anticipated seaplane flight with Kenmore Air. It was a 30 minute tour over the city in a DeHavilland Turbo Otter and me being me naturally I snagged the best seat. The flight was worth every cent and I'm so glad I decided to take in the city this way. Oddly enough there was even another 'Beard' on the plane from Missouri - a long lost relative? The staff at the terminal were very accommodating and let me keep my luggage there whilst I sat in the adjacent park made calls home and generally watched the world go by on Lake Union.
Eventually I grabbed an Uber to Pier 69 to catch my clipper to Victoria. This would be farewell to the US for the best part of two weeks. I met a lovely mother and young son, Chrissy and Noah, who kept me company and were kind enough to save me a good seat on a window table with them as they had priority boarding. Chrissy pretended I was the nanny. Despite the lovely company, the steady motion of the ferry quickly sent me to sleep and I napped for nearly two hours.
On arrival into Victoria (Vancouver Island), I instantaneously loaded my uber app to find that there were no Ubers here. What on earth would I do now?! Obviously I got a cab and arrived at the hostel just in time to snag the last bowl of free dinner. I sat in the hostel lounge and spent a good few hours sifting through my Orca photos. There was no doubt about it. I had to see more whales. Czytaj więcej

Geoff BeardBet your pilot couldn't land a turbo otter in a field on Gloucestershire 😉
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- środa, 2 sierpnia 2017 21:10
- ☁️ 22 °C
- Wysokość: 15 m
KanadaRaymur Point48°25’5” N 123°22’43” W
Thumbs Up!

After sleeping on my urge to see more Orcas (was I being greedy?) I more or less leapt out of my bunk and went downstairs to the front desk to enquire. All the hostels are generally exceedingly helpful, booking tours etc for you on request and generally getting at least 15% discounts. They found me a spot on a tour with 'Prince of Whales' on an RIB with only 11 other passengers. I couldn't help feeling I was gonna need a bigger boat. Jokes aside it was relayed to us in San Juan that there had been no recorded attacks on humans by Orcas in the wild. All known attacks have occurred in captivity. Sends a pretty clear message don't you think?
Again, being my cheeky self I snagged the front seat on the boat along with Father and young daughter - Dave and Adelaide. They were such good company. Due to the noise of the waves when at speed our tour guide, Ric, asked us to give him the occasional thumbs up just so he knew we were doing ok and weren't getting motion sick. If things weren't going so well we had to give him a thumbs down on top of our head. Little Adelaide didn't fully understand so I told her that by giving Ric the occasional thumbs up he would know we were having a good time and that would make him happy. She got this and every few minutes would turn around to her Dad and I and say 'Thumbs up?!' . If my explanation was accurate I'm sure we made Ric a very happy tour guide!
The ride on the RIB was a thrill in itself bouncing across the water at high speed. I'm sorry I forgot to ask how fast! Regardless, it was a bit like a rollercoaster. Thankfully the water itself was very smooth so no motion sickness experienced. The eery part of the tour was the effect the nearby forest fires were having on the visibility. Once we were less than half a km from the shore it disappeared and we were surrounded by a thick smog watching only grey still waters waiting for a dorsal fin to emerge. We were incredibly fortunate to find a pod of transient Orcas which we happily watched dive and resurface for over half an hour. Nothing can quite describe the fear and excitement that comes with waiting for whales to resurface. There's always that mixed feeling of hope and fear that they will resurface right next to the boat. It's definitely a new natural high I hope to experience again some day. I'm grateful to the friends and family who persuaded me to take this second tour. 'Carpe Diem' as my friend Jon rightly said to me. Whilst a little greedy it's not exactly something I'll get to do again anytime soon!
A couple of interesting whale facts for you. Orcas do not sleep. They rest one side of the brain, leaving the other side active (along with the corresponding eye) and rest on the fin similar to how Albatross 'sleep' on the wing. Orcas will also prey upon humpack calves despite adult humpbacks being far bigger in size. As a result, humpback whales communicate in whispers so as not to be heard by their predators.
Whilst we waited for the lone humpback to surface in another part of the Salish Sea, Ric told us she had been known to swim on her back and wrap her massive fins around the boat and simply hug it for a short while. I still don't know if he was having us on but needless to say it increased the fear and excitement somewhat!
After watching the graceful but shy humpback for a short while we raced across the sea to a beautifully picturesque lighthouse at which a small colony of sealions were resident. Believe it or not these had migrated from San Francisco to fatten up leaving the girls behind - bit of a lads holiday if you ask me. They certainly looked like they'd been having a good time and were lolling around as if they were nursing bad hangovers.
On return from the tour I had a couple of hours to enjoy the town before heading to catch my coach/ferry to Vancouver. Victoria is an interesting place. It was named after our own British monarch and it tries very hard to emanate everything about a quintessential British town serving high tea at the harbourfront hotel for example. Several people had told me I had to see Butchart Gardens which was a short bus ride from the town. The pictures did look beautiful. However on speaking to another tour operator she looked at me and said quite frankly 'You're from England aren't ya? You don't need to go there. I'm sure you've seen plenty of English gardens!'. She's right of course and I hadn't yet seen plenty of whales!
The journey to Vancouver was stunning travelling down through further islands at sunset. Another Orca pod was even spotted but sadly I was in the wrong place! I can't complain though.
Since travelling alone I've been taken aback by the sheer kindness of strangers. Aside from the friends I've already mentioned I got chatting to a chap on the ferry from Vancouver who had just been to the Island to source student accommodation for his son. I told him a bit about my trip and he made some recommendations for Vancouver. It transpired that there was a massive fireworks display occurring tonight and thankfully Jericho Beach (where my hostel was located) would be one of the best places to view them. As he left to relocate his family he came back and asked if they could give me a lift as they lived close to the hostel. Of course I wouldn't have accepted but I'm certain the offer was kind and sincere. Similarly when I wandered down to the beach that evening to catch the fireworks I got chatting to some more locals who offered to show me around the city the following day and invited me to dinner. Again, I thanked them but opted to play safe. You have to when traveling alone really but it does show the slightly sad state of the world we live in when we are forced to second guess the kindness of strangers.
I can't lie, the hostel itself was a bit of a disappointment. Despite the great location there was no amenities to speak of and the vending machines inside all empty. It's a good job there was a free food shelf in the kitchen where I managed to snaffle some hummus to go with my tortillas! I believe it's an old military barracks so it had quite a stark feel about it too. Still, I had my own room with comfy double bed so shouldn't moan.
The fireworks were nothing short of spectacular. Apparently they were part of a competition hence the added WOW factor. Someone on the beach had tuned into the accompanying music from across the water. There seemed something a little sombre about the music with tracks such as Coldplay' s 'Fix You' and Harry Styles 'Sign of the Times'. I wasn't sure if it was referring to the forest fires but even so it was comforting to hear a little piece of home. The lads I met joked that the fireworks display was my own personal welcome to the city. Let's pretend it was shall we? Czytaj więcej
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- czwartek, 3 sierpnia 2017
- ☁️ 24 °C
- Wysokość: 6 m
KanadaJericho Beach Park49°16’23” N 123°11’59” W
Battling 'FOMO'

Not long into my travels I was introduced to the term 'FOMO'. FOMO is the Fear of Missing Out and is a common occurrence when travelling. Have I missed something off the itinerary? Should I have gotten up earlier? What if I'd been on the other side of the boat? The list goes on. For the most part I've been pretty good at handling FOMO. Dad asked me earlier if I'd get to see much of Calgary while I was there in a few days time. I said no, I couldn't do everything to which he laughed and said you've made a pretty good effort! He's right of course. So once in a while you have to put FOMO aside and appreciate what you have done!
A mini wave of exhaustion hit me yesterday and I told myself that if I needed it I would give myself a 'duvet day' especially whilst I had my own private room and wasn't subject to the comings and goings of dormitory life. This is exactly what I did and didn't fully surface from my room (like a bear emerging from her cave in need of food) til about 3pm. My internet research had lead me to believe that any sustenance was at least 20 minutes walk away. The walk would do me good I said. However I went and dopily asked the front desk if this was true and he pointed me in the direction of the sailing club at the end of the road (less than 5 mins walk) and I practically skipped out the door.
I ordered myself a burger and chips and sat overlooking the beach out towards to the Vancouver skyline. Bliss. I got talking to a couple next to me one of whom worked in the film industry in props which always makes my ears prick up. She had just completed filming Netflix series 'Zoo'. You just never know who you're gonna meet.
I talked to them about FOMO and confessed my duvet day. They were very kind and said most visitors to Vancouver never came across Jericho Beach and therefore they should all be experiencing FOMO for my gem of a find. I liked that.
I took half my chips and burger in a doggy bag and sat against a large piece of driftwood on the beach, switched on my 'sleepy tunes' playlist and snoozed in the afternoon sun.
FOMO fully evaporated I indulged in the rest of my lazy day hoping my batteries would be fully charged for some Vancouver sightseeing the next day.
Naturally I experienced a bit of a second wind of awakeness that evening and a sudden chocolate craving. I went and pleaded at the front desk for good news on where I might find some. Nothing. I remembered seeing brownies and such like in the sailing club cafe so I ventured back there thrilled to find an ice cream stand and cookies. I sat back on my piece of driftwood, listened to the waves lapping at the shore, watching the twinkly city skyline whilst beach bunnies hopped around my feet. I promise they were not special cookies. Czytaj więcej

Jackie BeardLovely to catch up with your penguins 🐧 what adventures. I think you were very brave to go on that RIB x

Geoff BeardAll those reading this will be suffering from FOMO . Who could not be a little bit envious of such an adventure.
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- piątek, 4 sierpnia 2017
- ☁️ 22 °C
- Wysokość: 12 m
KanadaPacific Central Station49°16’23” N 123°5’51” W
The Canadian

Following a pancake breakfast in the hostel cafe, I made my way to Pacific Central Station to drop my luggage. From there, I started walking along the water towards Stanley Park. The smog from the forest fires still enveloped the city so visibility was pretty poor. Eventually I got myself to Gastown where I had been promised pretty cobbled streets, architecture and the infamous steam powered clock. As I approached the area the tourist population rapidly increased along with the gift shops. In the distance I could see a small upright clock puffing out whisps of steam. I felt that Gastown had been oversold somewhat. Still, I browsed a few gift shops and treated myself to a late lunch at The Old Spaghetti Factory. I didn't have too long now until my train.
Unlike any other train I'd been on, boarding commenced an hour before departure. Stranger still was that the train was split on to four different platforms to avoid passengers having to walk an inordinate distance to their carriage. There were over 20 of them! No wonder they needed us to board early. They had to put the train together! This train was going all the way to Toronto. Thankfully I was only going as far as Jasper which would take approximately 20 hours.
On boarding I found myself a suitable window seat and was pleased to find the train was empty enough for me to assume both seats and so I began nesting. Kate was the first to make this observation of Joey travel behaviours. Anywhere I'm spending at least one night requires some nesting. I unpack all my essentials so they're close at hand and effectively make myself at home. Kate couldn't bear the idea of packing and unpacking but for me it was a vital activity that kept me sane in this nomadic existence. Don't misunderstand me I didn't unpack my entire suitcase everywhere. Just a few things to make me feel at home.
It was fairly late by the time the train departed so we only had just over an hour of daylight left. It wasn't long before I put my moose socks on and curled up to sleep. I'd be awake early tomorrow to admire the scenery on this wonderful journey on board 'The Canadian'. Czytaj więcej
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- sobota, 5 sierpnia 2017
- ☀️ 13 °C
- Wysokość: 1 215 m
KanadaWynd52°51’7” N 118°6’40” W
The Bear Necessities

Easily my best nights sleep on board a train (not counting the sleeper). It's amazing what a bit of extra space can do. I awoke amongst the Rockies. I've woken up to worse views!
I headed down to the dining car for a pancake breakfast with maple syrup (when in Rome). The writing on my box made me smirk - a little familiar don't you think?
I soon ventured to the observation car. Unlike the Amtrak observation cars, the Via Rail trains had a dome section so not only did you have panoramic windows at the side you could also see forwards and backwards along the train. We passed waterfalls, were followed by bald eagles, weaved between mountains and alongside turquoise lakes.
I met a similarly aged couple from Kent - Matt and Ellie. They were headed to Jasper too but had just embarked on a 10 month tour around the world. They were less than a week in to their journey. Ellie also wore a St Christopher around her neck. I have been wearing mine (a gift from my wonderful Aunty Margaloo) as a good luck charm my entire trip. Ellie has 3.
Around mid morning our attendant came round with goodie bags for all the kids. I got his attention and asked how young I had to pretend to be to get one. He soon came back with one for me and I gleefully assembled my choo choo club cardboard train. No I will never grow up.
The journey seemed to fly by and before we knew it we were in Jasper. I collected my suitcase (fondly referred to as Petunia the Pink Suitcase) and headed for a nearby car hire kiosk. The more people I'd spoken to the more I'd come to decide that to see the most of this beautiful national park, I needed wheels. I managed to get myself a good deal and so I was introduced to the 3rd car I'd driven since embarking on my trip. I christened her Cora the Corolla. Once I'd collected supplies from the nearby supermarket for tea and breakfast Susan helped me find the hostel which was located about 7km from town.
I can't tell a lie, I nearly cried when I saw the hostel dormitory. It had over 30 beds. All bunks close together with no power points to hand. Despite being handed my lucky number for a bed (17 in case you were wondering) this just wasn't going to work. I had passed some rather nice looking private rooms on my way to the dorm and I was praying one was free. It wasn't. Plan B. I asked if I could change bunks. The one I'd been assigned was in the depths of the room, by no windows and it was also a top bunk. I didn't mind this in hostels where you were given shelves and power points as part of your bunk but there was no where to nest! Insanity would soon set in. Taking pity on the princess with the pink suitcase, straw hat and Cath Kidston backpack with pink Lego tag, they offered me bed number 2. It was right by the door, window and also a bottom bunk. I was instantly much happier.
On ridding myself of train smell and generally feeling much more refreshed I went in hunt of the perfect mountain sunset. I was referred to Pyramid Island which was a short 20 minute drive away.
On arriving at my destination and the small car park I was suddenly aware of my solitude. I wasn't lonely so much as accutely aware of the potential danger of bears! Leaving my cinnamon roll flavoured oreos firmly in the glove box I ventured to the Island. I could see other tourists ahead so didn't feel too vulnerable. However to be safe, I remembered what a fellow traveller had told me which was that bears don't like to be surprised and therefore when hiking through woods on your own make as much noise as possible. Becky in particular had taken it upon herself to sing Disney songs at the top of her voice. There was nothing else for it and despite the sheer magnitude of material available to me the only song that came to mind was 'The Bear Necessities'. There's an image for you.
The island and views were breathtaking. Whilst there were no signs of bears I'm sure I heard a wolf howl. It was a full moon too. On returning to the hostel just after nightfall I settled into the big lounge and kitchen and made myself dinner. I got chatting to a young chap from Cambridge who had been in Jasper several days. He gave me another tip about bears which was that whatever you do, do not buy a bear bell. Bears are pretty smart and have taken this dining to mean one thing - dinner. On that note, mine was ready and I quickly snaffled it and headed to bed (after curfew - thank goodness my bed was right by the door) Czytaj więcej
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- niedziela, 6 sierpnia 2017
- ☀️ 18 °C
- Wysokość: 1 061 m
KanadaJasper Park Information Centre National Historic Site of Canada52°52’25” N 118°4’53” W
Bearing up in Jasper

After meeting up with Matt and Ellie at the hostel the night before, I had secured two great road trip buddies for my day ahead. I had decided to drive South down the Icefields Parkway past Athabasca Falls and towards some of the big glaciers. It was only just over an hour's drive but I knew there'd be plenty of scenic views to stop and take photographs. The aim was to get the car back to Jasper before 5 ready for my evening wildlife tour.
Despite the 29 roommates, I possibly had the best nights sleep I've had in a while! The strict rules regarding quiet time and curfews clearly works.
The 3 of us and Cora headed out about 10 and on leaving the town of Jasper saw multiple vehicles pulled over at the side of the road with tourists pointing and jumping up and down excitedly. Naturally we stopped to see what the fuss was about. Matt went to investigate. With little patience, Ellie and I went to investigate ourselves to find him running towards us shouting 'BEAR!'. Thankfully said bear was not running after him but curled up in a tree only 20ft or so from the road. Naturally the surrounding tourists were very excited and taking photographs of this rare sight. It was a rather large black bear. We stood close to a Park Ranger who had turned up moments after us bearing a paint ball gun. This seemed like the safest spot to stand. There went my theory of climbing a tree for safety should I encounter a bear. I couldn't help wondering if he was in a sort of Winnie-the-Pooh predicament and needed a balloon to help get him down. Sadly I didn't have one to hand. Pretty soon, the ranger asked all the bystanders to get back in their cars and drive off. In reality I think the poor creature was probably a little stressed with all the attention. Silly old bear. Still, that was one BIG thing crossed off my Canadian Bucket List and with photographs to prove it. We couldn't have been more thrilled.
Our first stop along the road was Athabasca Falls. Whilst no Niagara, they were equally mesmerising and dramatic. Nothing quite stirs the soul like the sheer power of nature especially when it is so treacherous. There were several memorials and reminders of how dangerous these landmarks are. The silly things people will risk for the perfect selfie.
To give you an idea of the vast beauty of this landscape our supposed one hour drive took us over three while we stopped at multiple view points to stare at mountains, lakes and rivers. Hiring the car was the best decision I could have made. I could not have seen so much of this fantastic scenery without it or at my own leisure.
Driving in Canada proved to be even easier than the States if only because there was so little traffic and the roads were wide and straight. I took comfort from the fact that Ellie fell asleep on the way back to Jasper which I took to mean she felt comfortable enough with my driving to do so. Of course there's a possibility it was sheer fear that made her shut her eyes!
With a sigh of relief I returned the hire car in one piece and headed to the meeting point for my evening wildlife tour. I have to be honest, it wasn't really what I expected. In essence we sat in a mini bus being driven up and down several main roads around Jasper looking for wildlife. We were rarely let off the bus and due to the heat there wasn't much wildlife to be seen! I had expected to go into a bit more wilderness! That being said we did see several Elk. On driving back into town the driver suddenly exclaimed and slammed on the brakes and shouted 'look right' (if only he'd said BEAR right) and sure enough a baby black bear scrambled up the rock embankment. I managed to get a couple of shots much to the dismay of the 7D owner next to me with the fancier lens who wasn't quick enough. I am not wearing my smug face at all - honest. The driver was kind enough drop me back at the hostel and I managed to get to my things just before 'lights out'. Yet again I found myself to be the last one up in the big peaceful hostel lounge. With so many bears about, all camera batteries needed to be fully charged! Czytaj więcej

Joey BeardSo glad you finally found the perfect picture to make such a comment ;-) Lovely to speak to you from Monica's the other day.
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- poniedziałek, 7 sierpnia 2017
- ☀️ 21 °C
- Wysokość: 1 072 m
KanadaEau Claire51°2’55” N 114°4’15” W
Travelling East

Once I'd scrapped the idea of travelling from Vancouver to Toronto entirely by rail my transit across Canada had become slightly more complicated albeit a lot quicker and cheaper. The next journey from Jasper to Calgary was via Brewster. Brewster are a nationally recognised coach company and considered a touch nicer than the infamous Greyhounds. Thankfully it transpired my latest travel companions were catching the same one.
We had a very leisurely morning at the hostel with the intention of getting the noon shuttle into town for a spot of shopping prior to our coach departure. We were all ready outside the hostel with our luggage until we realised the darn shuttle picked up from the road not the main entrance and we watched it drive away without us. Oops. Thankfully splitting a taxi cost very little extra and we were in town before half 12. Plenty of time for me to spend too much money on lumberjack and bear themed gifts and souvenirs.
Before we knew it we were on our coach. Yes of course I nested. I ended up right behind the driver actually which meant not only did I get great views out the front windscreen but I also got a little tray table to further nest upon. Conversely we travelled down the same road we had road tripped down the day before so at least I got to enjoy the journey a bit more this time without worrying about the road. To my enjoyment and surprise the coach stopped in both Lake Louise and Banff for long enough periods to have a look around and see a few sights. I parted company from Matt and Ellie in Banff where I also grabbed some tea before embarking on the last stint to Calgary.
Once deposited at Calgary airport I caught a cab to my nearby Air BnB. I only wish I could have gotten there earlier. For only £32 for the night I practically had a suite. Massive room with L shaped couch and flat screen TV not to mention gorgeously decorated and mints on the pillow. Quite the step change from my 30 bed dormitory! Sadly rather than crash out and enjoy it I had some serious re-packing to do before my internal flight to Toronto tomorrow. My. Worst. Nightmare. Czytaj więcej
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- wtorek, 8 sierpnia 2017
- ☀️ 23 °C
- Wysokość: 150 m
KanadaDon Mills43°44’33” N 79°20’31” W
Don't just fly, SOAR

Following a very restful night's sleep and a surprisingly successful packing mission, Petunia (the pink suitcase) and I took our first Canadian uber to the airport. It was such a relief to see those little fly like cars moving about on the uber app again. I had missed my ubers! So quick, efficient, stress-free with no need to worry about cash or tipping (you do it all through the app).
Putting Petunia on the scales I shut my eyes. I was sure she'd gained a few pounds since leaving the UK but us girls didn't like to talk about such things. When I opened them, she was on her way up the ramp. Atta girl Petunia.
I breezed through security after being redirected to the 'trusted passengers' line. I swear it's the hat. I get through customs just as swiftly whereas Kate conversely gets interrogated about her intentions. Note to self - everyone trusts a girl with a straw hat with a polka dot ribbon.
I was amused by the airport attendants at Calgary who all wore matching red and white waistcoats and stetsons. Sadly I was unable to get a picture but I downloaded one from Google images to share with you. Bless 'em. I believe they're all volunteers too.
On boarding my 767 I was delighted to find we had in-flight entertainment. You can blame Air Canada for me being so far behind with my blog! Instead of catching more penguins I watched British film 'Their Finest' and indulged in some Tom Hiddleston by partly watching 3/4s of the latest Kong film whilst editing photos. I had meant to catch the former at the cinema a couple of months ago but was probably too busy flying or playing cafe! As I'd predicted it was an all over Joey film. It was set in WWII Blitz and follows a young female writer who is employed by the war office to write 'the slop' for some uplifting propaganda films. It had good period sets and costumes, strong female lead, romance and was about heartwarming filmmaking - what more could a Joey want in a film? As for Tom. Well he needs no review.
On arrival at Toronto airport it suddenly struck me that I hadn't seen Monica in 17 years nor had I seen a picture. I was comforted by the fact I knew she was reading my blog and therefore must know what I looked like these days! I just realised I've jumped ahead for some people. I was about to reunite with Dad's cousin Monica (my 2nd cousin) who I met briefly on our visit to Toronto in 2000 but whom I had been exchanging emails with ever since I was a teenager. Whilst a similar age to Dad, Monica has such a young spirit and we have always spoken so openly to each other about everything. I'm pretty sure I used to confide in her all my teenage heartache as if she was one of my school friends. I like to think that the 'young at heart' gene runs in the family. I certainly think both Dad, Uncle Peter and my Great Aunty Ann have it. Anyway, it had been an ambition of mine for over a decade to one day get to visit Monica again and spend some proper time together. This was it. At last.
As Petunia and I came out of the arrivals door an older lady was weaving to and fro in front of the waiting crowd of friends and family. I watched her and thought she bared some resemblance to Monica's mother Daphne but I wasn't convinced. This lady didn't have the same twinkle in her eye or beauty. Thankfully between this lady's weaving I spotted Monica in the back and recognised her instantly. When we'd been arranging my visit I'd assured Monica I could find my way to theirs by myself but she very kindly insisted on meeting me at the airport. After a number of buses and subway rides I was glad she did. I was feeling quite tired from both the coach and plane journeys and trying to decipher a new city's public transport system would probably have been beyond me. We did have a giggle when we nearly lost Petunia down the length of a subway carriage as I accidentally let go. Boy can she travel - sorry Petunia but some of that is down to your mass!
We eventually arrived at the Kanellis family home in leafy Toronto suburbia. Despite only spending a few hours there in 2000 it was bizarrely familiar. I do wonder how or why my brain stores such memories of houses visited etc. I fear it takes up space that could probably be better utilised!
I received a very warm welcome from the rest of family including a small meow from the family cat who it transpires has many names - two of them being Kitty Kanellis or Gata Sin Ombre (Greek for Cat with no name). I personally adopted the my own variation of KanelliCat.
Monica and Steve were very keen to see more of my pictures from the adventure so far and so set up a screen on the patio and we had an impromptu slideshow following a lovely homemade stew. There was something very wonderful about being with family after such a long time away and I instantly felt at home. Czytaj więcej
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- środa, 9 sierpnia 2017
- ⛅ 26 °C
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KanadaBilly Bishop Toronto City Airport43°37’44” N 79°23’40” W
Little Islanders

For some reason the steady time travel I've undergone over the past 5 days caught up with me this morning and whilst being wide awake around 6am for an hour I then fell asleep again and didn't wake up until 11.30. Thankfully our plans for the day were very flexible amd Monica was very accommodating of my newfound jetlag.
I spent the first hour or so marvelling over Monica's file of family tree research. There was so much to look at from photographs to copies of death certificates and newspaper cuttings.
Realising the day was slipping away from us we ventured out around 2pm for Toronto Island. I'd only recently come to terms with the fact that I was deemed an 'Islander'. It was a term I'd always reserved for those living on the Channel Islands or Isle of Wight but no - an islander I am. Anyway that has little to do with our visit to Toronto's little island other than it made me think of this newfound revelation.
We caught a very busy ferry from downtown Toronto and enjoyed a wonderful view of the city skyline. We walked leisurely through the park and to the end of the pier on the other side of the island looking out over the vast Lake Ontario. We watched several flocks of migrating birds which we have yet to formally identify. They were almost cormorant like yet formated like geese.
After a couple of hours meandering around the pretty and peaceful island we caught a ferry back to the mainland and arrived back in time for some lovely homemade burgers.
A nice slow paced day was definitely what jet-lagged Joey needed! My only minor regret was not indulging in a 'Beaver Tail'. Sadly despite our search we would never see them again. Czytaj więcej
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- czwartek, 10 sierpnia 2017
- ⛅ 25 °C
- Wysokość: 113 m
KanadaNathan Phillips Square43°39’12” N 79°22’59” W
Roots in Canada

It seems either I'm still suffering minor jetlag or perhaps all this travelling is simply making me very drowsy but after another relatively lazy start Monica and I ventured downtown. We started in Yorkville which was a lovely quirky little shopping district with nice eateries and leafyness! Monica took me to a particular gift shop full of wierd and wonderful things. It was a struggle not to come put with too much! Who doesn't need a squirrel USB splitter or a cloud shaped container for keeping cotton buds?
After a spot of lunch we progressed towards Chinatown meeting Steve at Toronto's answer to Times Square (Yonge-Dundas) en route. Chinatown was very typical of most cities and harboured lots of very cheap souvenir shops and food outlets. I had my first Tim Horton's iced hot chocolate and found it a strong competitor to the one Id grown to love at Dunkin Donuts. It was not far from here that we discovered the wonder of Graffiti Alley. We spent quite some time wandering down this brightly coloured alleyway where it seemed many photographers were using it as a location for the perfect shoot. One photographer was shooting pictures of her dog who seemed adept at modelling in different poses for her on command albeit with the help of some treats!
From there we went on to Kensington Market which was a wonderfully bohemian part of town where it transpired Monica and Steve first met. We even tracked down the house Monica was living in at the time which was a lovely little piece of family history. Even they hadn't been back there in nearly 30 years. I was particularly charmed by a corner film cafe which was showing Charlie Chaplin's 'City Lights' on the back wall.
With many steps on the clock we walked back to get Steve's car by the University and travelled home via the local Greek Restaurant. Greek food isn't something I've had much but I definitely enjoyed it. I had BBQ'd marinated pork with mediterranean vegetables and rice. It was delicious. For dessert, Steve took us to the mouth watering Serano Bakery which had glass cabinet upon glass cabinet of amazing looking treats.
We enjoyed our pudding sat out on the decking at home whilst I willed the raccoons to show their cute little bandit faces. It seems I did not will hard enough nor was I willing to share my pudding with them! Raccoons or no raccoons, I was very much enjoying my family time and felt very at home here. Czytaj więcej
Jackie BeardLooks lovely x
Geoff Beard
The diet Oreos are on the bottom shelf !!
Rachel PayneAll looks lovely. Xxx