9:50 AM to 3:45 PM — Average Speed: 17.5 mph
Cassiar RV in Kitwanga, BC to Bonus Lake CG
Odometer: 3,102 – 3,156 miles
Climb: 3,546 ft. — Descend: 3,227 ft.
55-70° F : Kitwanga to Gitanyow Gas Bar Totem Poles 13 miles and full charge. Then to Bonus Lake CG to solar charge. Rained heavily for one hour after Gitanyow, but dried out before campground.
Note: All charging and range data after the World Record Day will be published in Excel format at a later date.
— 66 —
Day 66 was my First day on this trip to wake up with the chickens (20 meters from RV site #13).
The rooster was up at 6 AM. I slept in ’till 8.
I grabbed a pre-packaged “super sub” at the Kitwanga General Store along with a coffee and cherry cheese danish to wash it down.
I had one a few days ago. They’re filling, but that’s about all I can say about the sub. The pastry is nice with hot coffee.
I also bought a couple cans of salmon, a can of corn, a Vitamin Water and a Starbucks Double Shot.
I thought I might need a few “just in case” items once I got to the campground.
Turns out I was right.
I was hoping for a sunny afternoon at Bonus Lake CG to set up an early camp and start to charge my scooter for tomorrow.
Not a chance.
It rained heavily (again) for about one hour shortly after my “breakfast,” but I was dry by the time I got to Bonus Lake and was able to start charging for a few hours under a mostly-cloudy, but dry sky.
I got 1.1 volts in about 3 hours.
The battery is now at 71 volts and I’ve still got to grab another 10-13 volts of sunshine before I ride again if I hope to make it the remaining 40+ miles to Meziadin Junction.
Lots of mud puddles here.
Not so much sun. Definitely not as much “open area” as I was led to believe.
I stayed in the hammock and swatted blood-thirsty mosquitoes in between a few naps and dreaded potty breaks.
I tried to exit the hammock as little as possible because each exit/re-entry means reloading the so-called “shelter” with a fresh batch of ravenous insects.
I may be here for a while.
There’s nothing I can do but wait and try not to scratch the itching welts all over my body.
I’ll need to stay at this swampy campground until I can top off the battery using the solar panels or until someone comes along with a generator that I could use.
I guess I should be used to the rain since I’ve been wet almost every day since May 5th.
I guess I should also be used to other things as well.
I’m just two more riding days from here to Hyder, Alaska and just another 212 miles to DOUBLE the previous World Record distance for riding a solo scooter.
My scooter battery is empty.
The sun is on vacation.
Water and mud puddles surround me on every side.
Dry wood is nowhere to be found.
The mosquitoes are horrendous both OUTSIDE AND INSIDE the hammock (Thank you, Amok)!
My stomach is rebelling against the second “super-sub” ingested in the same week.
And tonight I discovered that my hammock mattress pad has begun to leak.
All this goes to prove conclusively, once again, that when it rains it takes the wind out of your sails, or drains the juice out of your battery, or something like that.
So, just like Victor Navorski, I wait; as do the battery terminals…
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