Striker’s Tales: Sheep Creek for speed freaks & The Coastal Mountain Tour
SHEEP CREEK FOR SPEED FREAKS COASTAL MOUNTAIN TOUR
Last year was a wild and crazy year! Just so much going on and the trips were huge! I found myself weeks behind trying to keep up with the tales and the trips. Here we are this year and I’m writing about last year’s sheep creek trip and this year’s Sheep Creek trip all into one! Here are some amazing photos, with two totally different trips and two different crazy crews.
Like every year we head up The Duffy Lake road up past Whistler, we made the huge climb and the Cribb was solid as hell. Normally after sitting for the winter months I get the Cribb back and it needs thousands of dollars in repairs. Not yet this year, but I’m telling you it’s coming and coming fast! I got a small expensive list in my pocket and at the end of the season I will be loading the Cribb up with my family and our whole lives with Patricia’s small car packed towed behind the back packed with boxes.
We made a tourist stop at the top of the hill and hiked into some lakes and found some snow to play with. It’s been years but this year we finally got to leave on the Wednesday opening up the trip to create even more of an adventure.
It’s always nice to camp by the river at the top of the mountains breathing in the fresh mountain air with the crew having a feed, and of course Cariboo beers.
After some pushups, part of the crew decided that Kyle needed to strip down and wash himself in the river. I think I stunk more than him and to tell you the truth I never caught a whiff of him stinking, poor guy
The first day is always fun and easy but it’s when you wake up after the first night of camping the skating starts; the first hill is only minutes away. The difference between last year’s tour and this year’s tour all the runs on the Duffy are now new pavement!
Get the new pavement while you can because there are hard winters on those roads and the good stuff won’t last long, eh!? Check out last year’s crew and the road they had to skate and check out this year’s crew and the butter they got to skate!
Makes such a difference. There is something to be said about the ruff stuff and it really does make you a better skater in the end with a set of huge balls, but I’ve never seen this run smooth in all my life and boy oh boy, what a treat for these guys!
Then Ben the Stripper smashed into the barricade kept him on the road though
We stopped to make sure Ben was Ok and he was but a little shaken up and he rattled himself pretty good. I’m lucky I still have the shots from last year you’ve never seen so here’s the rest of the run but just imagine perfectly new smooth roads bahahahaha not what Bam and every other skater for the last thirteen years crash all over trying to survive!!
It’s only a matter of time before you end up in the ditch in these mountains but you should be careful what ditches you hit because on this trip we always see bears, and on this day we saw three bears in three separate ditches!
Ditch or barricade, You still need to get to the bottom so get up dust yourself off and get back on your high horse!
We got to Lillooet, BC and last year we hit a local hill b,ut this year we joined a local protest! Not sure what the local first nations were protesting, but whatever they are protesting is good with me! Some of the only people that stand up against corporations for our environment.
The next hill is a fun one, but a bit dangerous under the train bridge!
The 2016 crew knew my tricks but the 2017 crew did not, so they all ended up crashing in the dirt! Our Aussie brother took it the worst, I think.
This year we decided to do something a little different. About twenty years ago I was hitchhiking and was picked up by an first nation elder. He asked me if I wanted to take the back roads to Williams Lake and I agreed so I decided to take the crew on this route, but after all these years I felt like I was going the wrong way. I didn’t see the Fraser Rivers rolling hills and mountains like I remembered.
We climbed a huge dirt road mountain, when we got to the top we stopped and picked a huge pile of fresh sage like I did twenty years ago with the elder.
We continued on the dirt road path over the mountain. We were stopped by a concerned cowgirl asking if we “knew where we were going?” and I told her “absolutely,” not really knowing for sure where we were going….
Here are some pictures of what I was seeing along the way while driving on a dirt road north in a 33 foot RV packed with adventures! British Columbia is wonderful I’m going to miss this province when i move.
it gets a bit stressful not knowing the path you’re taking there a few forks in the road with no signs so you take the one that feels right. This path led us to “Rattlesnake Pass”
I never took any pictures going down this hill, but it was rocky and tight!! There were corners that looked impossible to take but nothing was as bad as what was to come. In the meantime I had the riders leaning as far as they could on the opposite side of the descending corner to keep my muffler off the rocky road from getting ripped off! That was my main concern. we were centimeters away from another expensive trip to the RV doctor. We made it down the hill but it made me think about my breaks a bit and I was glad they held up.
We popped out at some lake, which was nice so we followed that route until we found a nice place to park and give our legs a bit of a stretch.
We had a couple more forks in the road and I kept left what I thought was the main road but it was nothing that I recognized. As we got deeper and deeper away from anyone saving us I got more and more uptight grumpy and then angry. Shitshow Shadow was in full force now and knew what buttons of mine to press and that wasn’t helping me relax so I found myself telling him to shut up more than a few times, not something I like to do especially in front of my crew but when you’re married….
One thing we noticed was how much the Pine beetle ate the forest back here and the amount of forest fires that burnt miles and miles of our trees!! Good thing Cariboo Brewing plants a tree for every case of beer sold and Landyachtz plants a tree with every board sold!! Love these companies! Rad sponsors!
We took another break at a nice view point. Man, this was high up! Didn’t realize that we were about to descend the scariest mountain road in my life!!
We were at least an hour in to wherever we were and this would have been a good spot to turn around but how bad could it really be. This sign is here to scare away the sacred and it can’t be that bad! Didn’t say anything about not taking RVs down the road. I mean even salt spring island had a sign saying “absolutely no RVs on this road” and we conquered that mountain without a problem so let’s take this slow and see what we got!?
I was taking it slow but the big RV was heavy. I found myself on my breaks way harder than I like to be. We got to the first of twelve switchbacks, if I remember correctly and my heart sank. There was no way I could make this steep turn. I pulled in and talked to myself out loud. Checking every angle I might need to use to make this corner. The only way I could make this corner was if I made a three or four point turn but on a steep cliff that could be a bit taxing on the whole situation. I didn’t even take pictures of the crazy corners because that was the last thing I was thinking so the photos you’re seeing here are when I wasn’t thinking about death, breaks, no run away lanes and cliffs
I did a little more yelling at Shadow and went for it, but the only way to make these switchbacks were three point turns lots of team leaning and the front wheels on the last bit of dirt while the front nose of the RV hung over the highest cliff I have ever been so close to rolling over…
Now I’ll give you a couple little tips if you ever find your front wheels spinning over a cliff. Yell at the drunken guy to shut up!! 2. Concentrate 3. Make sure you have your foot on the break while you switch gears from drive to reverse. 4. Breath and switch gears to reverse 5. Before you take your foot off the break, quickly get to the gas pedal double check 100% you’re actually in reverse. 6. Make the move like it ain’t no thing. Every switch back was like this on the second part of the three-point turn. I had to be on my game.
I know my RV and there was a time I would have liked to turn around but there would be no way I could do a 360 degree turn on this road. It was just too tight! I thought about backing up the hill and even backing down the hill all these ideas wouldn’t have worked at all the only route was down.
For the first time in my life driving the Cribb Bomb I was actually scared. This road rattled me at a few spots. I was thinking of kicking the riders out but I know this RV and I was confident in my driving skills and I was quite confident in my breaks. Last year danger bay I lost my brakes coming out of the camp so I know brakes can fail and I know that sick feeling when they fail but to be on a cliff and think of that was scary. the longer we made it down the mountain the hotter the breaks were getting. This was so steep you couldn’t pump your breaks every time I took my foot off the break for a slight second the Cribb wanted to rage down the hill making it harder on the brakes to slow down. First gear was non-existent we were all breaks.
Driving the Cribb down the straight stretches was also scary at least the switchbacks we had a bit of room to feel a bit safe for a little bit. The straight stretches at the end are where most people lose their breaks. By this point I was driving like a cowboy I felt like I was on a horse leaning way back heading down a steep mountain with both legs and feet extended in the stirrups with my teeth clenched to the access rope and my cowboy hat almost covering my eyes looking straight down. I had one foot on the break and the other foot on the emergency brake. I was feeling this mountain and was in for the ride. I had both feet working the brakes while both hands worked the steering wheel, I was three small clicks away to being fully on my emergency break at one point my wheels even slid downhill a bit; I was taking pictures at this point.
It felt at some point something had to give like something was about to pop! If that was the case, my only option was use the side of the mountain to slow us down cheese grader style but it never got to that point thankfully. When we got off the steepest part of the mountain near the end, there was a little farm I stopped at knowing that any further down the last little descent would have been too much, even if it was only a kilometer, so that’s what we did! We stopped near the bottom of the hill at some hunters shack.
It was a good move because when I parked, I got outside and the brakes were smoking for a second! I thought maybe they were on fire because of the crackling I was hearing but we were OK. We stopped here for about an hour and let the brakes cool and did some exploring. I was scared to move on; while the guys did some running around, I sat up against a fence and listened to the wind and the birds deep in thought. The pictures above don’t do this tale justice at all.
Lucky and alive!!! Standing on my breaks down cougar point!!! Twelve switchbacks six thousand feet top to bottom and every switchback we dropped a steep eight hundred feet, according to the locals.
I heard of this epic county outhouse I needed to check out so I did. Now this is living! I needed some alone time so this was the perfect time while the guys ran around like wild apes. Quite the view while counting to two!! The toilet paper was almost all eaten by the rats so I used what I could and left a beer for the next guy to drink.
After an hour of letting the brakes heal, we were in a race against the sun setting, leaving us on a unknown road, so we crawled onward north and I knew that because we were now following the Fraser river and the sheep creek finish lines on the Fraser river, we were just about eight hours away by dirt road to that point. We took some amazing pictures before the sun set so here are a few to enjoy. Taking these pictures I realized twenty years later I finally found the road the old first nations elder took me on that absolutely blew my mind and changed my life. Wouldn’t be writing this tale if it wasn’t for him so thank you friend!
Another worry I had way out in the country with my crew was of course breaking down. That would have been an expensive tow, but getting a flat tire out here with no jack if we got a flat tire on the descent down the mountain, we would have been hooped. I must have looked at every single rock that I drove the Cribb over. There were lots of very sharp rocks that could have turned this trip right around, but that’s what you need to be looking out for so it doesn’t happen, eh!?
lost in the back roads of British Columbia in paradise, two days without a map, phone, or tools but we were living on the experience, hop,e and the boys had a couple kegs of beer left over from danger bay still too!
I was looking for a perfect spot to camp for us when I rounded a corner and entered a place called big bar. I seen a nice little home surrounded by small mountains kinda like a small hobbit house in the woods or something from snow white and the seven dwarfs. While we got closer I seen a pirate flag waving atop a flagpole right then I knew this was a safe place. I looked over and seen a giant pot bellied hobbit sitting on his stoop enjoying a beer after some yard work staring at a big colorful RV rolling towards his ship. I stuck my head out the window with a huge grin on my face and yelled, “howdy neighbor” the man got up and met us at the gate.
I asked him where the hell we were and where the hell we needed to go after getting some good advice that might have saved our lives. I asked him if he minded if we could join him for the night till morning. He and his wife looked like the good type of people and part of being on tour is to stop and meet the people building relationships along the way. This was one of the best parts of the whole trip hanging out with Tony and Joanne!
Right off the bat I made sure to hook them up with a nice Cariboo gift pack to show our appreciation. Tony started chopping wood and got a fire going Joanne piped up and made sure we had a guy over there helping out Tony with the wood.
once the fire was built Tony made his way to the kitchen and started cooking up wild moose and pig sausages to feed us with homemade HP Sauce and all the fixings. Tony didn’t stop there! He brought out two huge boxes of chips for the bus and some of his famous jars of canned salmon that we got to pass around.
We drank Cariboo beers and vodka sharing stories all night long. Shadow was the first to hit the sack since he had a long day so Tony bear made sure to tuck him in nicely
In the morning, Tony and Joanne were up before most of us and they were busy in the kitchen cooking up some pancakes and fresh farm eggs. Tony brought out some more of his homemade strawberry pineapple jam for us to enjoy and what a treat. The night before the generator ran out of gas and so I made sure I traded our Jerry can of gas for an empty one saving them a trip to town this day, I mean it was the least I could do!? While I was doing this, Tony was loading my freezer with wild moose burgers among other things!! Great people I tell you we all made friends for life at this stop.
I tried out another epic outhouse and the rest of the guys hiked up the mountain for some morning exercise.
We could have stayed for days! What an amazing place Tony had here but it was time to go and we still had a huge pile of hills to skate and of course we needed to get to Williams Lake to race that sheep creek!! We hugged Tony and Joanne and all the big dogs and said our goodbyes then we hit the road with a map that Tony made us and some hope! Do you understand this map?
We found a phone in the middle of nowhere so we took turns phoning our moms. I needed to phone my grandpa I was getting upsetting messages the whole trip about the progress of the church in Cape Breton so it made for a stressful trip at times but good thing we found this pay phone!
Kyle was getting his fix of some dirt road riding and Ben and me found a few broken things that needed zap strapping under the bus that got rattled off from all the crashing of dirt roads.
We got back on the road and tried to follow the map Tony gave us and we took one wrong turn but would this lead us to our death find out next week what happened to us next you will never believe this!
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MAKE SURE YOU DON’T MISS THIS TRIP OF A LIFETIME!!! FROM VANCOUVER, BC ACROSS AMERICA TO CENTRAL MASS THEN TO THE CHURCH OF SKATAN HOSTEL & COAST MUSEUM TO SKATE AND PARTY OPENING THE DOORS FOR THE FIRST TIME!! THEN BACK ACROSS AMERICA TO COLORADO FOR THE DEVILS PEAK DOWNHILL!!
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