Another hot morning and I took my time to pack all my stuff slowly on the bike.
Some of my neighbours (Germans and Welsh) were talking to me and finally I left to get into the Manning P.Park in the Csacade Mountains.

The day was hot again and also in the mountains it didn't cool down really!

In the Park I found a nice rustic campground and drove around a bit.

In the evening it cooled down a little bit and I enjoyed my campfire.

Next morning started sunny again and I had a wonderful trip through the park until I've arrived in Hope.
Here it was hot again (over 30 degrees!)

And I ate a little bit in a restaurant!

I saw here some good "chainsaw" cutted statues, looking really good!

In the afternoon I went on the Highway No. 1 up the Fraser River to Alexandra Bridge (a former roadbridge over the River) and then to Hell's Gate, where a famous suspension bridge goes over the river, which you can only reach with a short trip on a gondola!

It's a very touristic place, but worth to look on it!

Around six in the evening I've stopped in Lytton and it was still very hot!
The last 60 kilometres up to Lillooet were wonderful, no traffic and a good road for motorbikes to travel on, with the beautiful surrounding at the Fraser.

In Lillooet I've found a good campground for my tent and drove after fixing up my place, to the town to eat something in an greek restaurant.
Just standing in the front one biker stopped aside of me and we had together our diner.
After that he took me to his place to show me his truck (550 horsepowers and a V6 Zylinders).

After that we met us again for a drink in the Pub and finally I went down to the Campground to start my last fire in Canada!

The night is beautiful and I see a plenty of stars right above me.

At least I go around midnight in my sleeping bag and have my last night in my tent!

On another bright morning I started off for the last two days in the mountains;

The Highway 3 until Hope was wonderful and very scenic, but arriving at Hope with more than 32 degrees Celsius wasn't really a pleasure.

I visited the "Othello Quintette Tunnels" from the former "Kettle Valley Railway".
Amazing engineers have built these tunnels right beneath the river, in a straight line and with several bridges between in the early years of the last century!

Back in Hope I've seen the chainsaw carved statues and eaten a little bit, before leaving up north again, to Lytton.

The Highway 1 up the Fraser River is now a big stream and a touristic attraction, especially at Hell's Gate.

In Lytton I've left the Highway 1 again and headed northwest until Lillooet, still in the Valley of the Fraser.
Now almost no traffic was there and the surrounding spectacular and the road wonderful for motorbikes!

Arrived in Lillooet I've found a campground beneath the river and met a guy on a Harley (well, these are also humans) and after a beer in the pub I started my last campfire here in Canada.
It was a great night, lots of stars to see and not very loud.

On the next morning, sunny again, I took the road down to Pemberton and Whistler; this part of the highway is my favourite road now, one of the best of my whole trip!

At one rest place I've met some folks on bikes and in a RV (these were dutch). We talked and got a good tea / coffee from the Dutch, but then I had to go on.

In Pemberton I found a small restaurant and got a good sandwich and a shake for less then 8 Dollars

Later in Whistler there has been much more expensive places in the village, which was bustling with thousands of people around - too many for me!

So I drove down the Highway until Squamish, where I met the Pacific again in the evening.
Only half an hour later I stood in West Vancouver and looked down on the huge city, with a big mountain in the back, snowcapped - the Mt. Baker in Washington State, over 120 km away!!!

Around eight in the evening I checked in at the Jericho Beach Hostel again.