Feels strange to be blogging again. It’s definitely been too long. I will try to summarize whats been going on since I last posted.
My road rash from falling off the bike in Malibu got REALLY infected just as I returned to Winnipeg. I spent lots of time in the hospital, and couldn’t walk. Had a bunch of pockets of infection cut and drained, and took lots of antibiotics. Had an allergic reaction to some of the antibiotics, had to take painkillers. My head wasn’t quite right, going from tons of exercise and being outdoors all day to being trapped on the couch with a bum leg. I am glad that the infection eventually cleared up and I am ok now. Bug thank you to Nurse Practitioner Jill from Seven Oaks hospital. She was an angel. If you read this for some strange reason Jill, thank you.
After that it was back to work. I was hired at Woodcock Cycle Works in the service department. Learned a lot, met a lot of great people, and got to spend a summer hanging around bikes. What a great transition!
But my girlfriend was offered a job in Whitehorse Yukon. All to took was a google search and a quick look at the mountain biking trails and I was sold. It must have been fate, because the bike shop (Icycle Sports) was hiring mechanics, and I was hired after a Skype interview. Suddenly, I had to pack up my entire life and move a 36 hour drive away.
Leaving my friends was tough when I thought I was going for 3 months. Now, I don’t even know how long I’ll be here. At least a year, but who really knows. It’s tough. As someone who has always been really close with a lot of people, its been a little hard to deal with. I mean I can take all of the memories, experiences, and knowledge (intrinsic and otherwise) that these people have given me, but you never know what things will be like if you come back. Like a could, You know they will always be there, but it will never be exactly as it was. Knowing that things, and people are always on the move, changing, and that all you can do it enjoy in the moment.
Driving by yourself is a lot different than biking. Biking is relaxing, fun, a time with your thoughts. Driving is stressful, fast, the stakes are high, and its a drain on your mind and body. You feel utterly removed from the act itself. I missed the wind, the smells, the micro-sensory details and local knowledge you only pick up on at a snails pace. I do not look forward to driving for 4 days (36 hours) again anytime soon, but I made it from Winnipeg to Whitehorse in one piece without hitting any moose. I’ll chalk that up to a win.
I’ll fill you in on my first month in the Yukon ASAP.