Riding for a trip to remember

When a long journey brings you to your destination, you can not help but reflect on the good times you were blessed with, and the bad times you endured.

My cross-Canada ride has been at times so difficult I thought of nothing more than giving up and going home, and at others I knew there was no place in the world I would rather be than right where I was. For instance, I was lucky enough to start in British Columbia, which means that I was forced to move at a slower pace as my legs and mind became accustomed to the challenges of the road.