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| Even though I’ve driven longer than I’ve ridden a motorcycle I feel safer, more comfortable and confident on my motorcycle than in any car I have ever operated. This magical thing happens over time where your bike becomes more than just a machine underneath you, it becomes an extension of your being and the fluidity is visceral. You are a force moving across the earth in a meditative state where your mortal fears and anxieties melt away and what’s left is focus and comfortable uncertainty. To completely unravel and come together entirely at once. The Duffy Lake loop is the perfect overnight/weekend ride to escape daily stresses and experience this essential form of therapy. |
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Photo of me taken by my husband Mitch Kirilo
It all begins with the legendary, sweeping Sea-to-Sky highway, a route of spectacular ocean and island views all the way to Squamish. Beyond Whistler, Highway 99 passes right along a couple of conveniently placed glacier lakes for a few moments of turquoise tinted awe. Mount Currie keeps Pemberton in an eternal post-card ready pose. |
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| Cruising through Lillooet, we turned down Highway 12 and continued in peaceful bliss as we moved through the sun bleached range, passing only a handful of vehicles all the way to Boston Bar. After a 7 hour day we chased some trains and turned off to seek camp 20 kilometres of carefully dodging sharp rocks down a logging road, finally setting up our tent on a quiet, sandy beach of Nahatlach Lake. Dusk settled into night and the soft sounds of nature played soundtrack to the epic and wide view of the star garnished sky, its reflection glimmering off the lake in a way meant only to remind us that beyond all of this- this life, death and the unknown, we are exactly where we are meant to be. Comfortable uncertainty. |
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| Tent view |
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| Mitch captured our beach set up |
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| Nahatlach Lake |
