Last Friday, I was coming home from over the hill; {Over the hill is our term for going into Vernon, our nearest large centre}, from one of my 'appointments' When I started out, the weather was actually pretty good, sun, light cloud, and pretty warm temperatures.
However, the further east I got, and the higher up I went, the weather deteriorated until, near the summit of the Monashee pass, there was sleet, rain, cold temperatures [around 37 degrees], and generally miserable conditions. However, I was in a warm truck so that did not bother me.
As I came down the other side of the pass, the weather did not improve... in fact, it started to rain even harder. Nearing home, and still descending the hills, I saw a couple of bicyclists on the side of the road. I slowed down and saw that the young gentleman was tryingf to effect a repair on his cycle. The brakes had worm right out and he was trying to change them on the side of the road. I asked if they were okay and he said that he would manage.
I saw that the young lady had started to shake [first sign of hypothermia] and told them to put the bikes in the truck, and we would let him work on them in my heated workshop. We loaded the bikes and all their gear into the truck, and headed for the farm [luckily only 3 minutes away]
When we got there, Becky was shaking so badly, I took her into the house. Alice, bless her, had a roaring fire on and becks immediately set beside it. Andy, the young man, came in too and huddled. We told them to go in and sit in a warm shower, which they did and finally, after about 45-50 minutes, they warmed up.
They had started out on the other side and, of course, when they are peddling uphill, are creating lots of warmth. When they hit the top, and started the 50 minute coast down, that is when they started to chill out.
Anyway, after a glass or two of wine, some warm duds, and a good hot meal, they settled into our spare room for the night.
They are from England and we on the last leg of a year long tour of Australia, New Zealand, and B.C. We gave them a couple of bear bangers [they had been told horror stories of bears in B.C. and no assuring them would allay those fears], a couple of touques and a some warm sweaters.
They have a website detailing their adventures and it makes fro pretty interesting reading. http://andyandbecks.blogspot.com/
Here is a shot of them too.
All the best
M
However, the further east I got, and the higher up I went, the weather deteriorated until, near the summit of the Monashee pass, there was sleet, rain, cold temperatures [around 37 degrees], and generally miserable conditions. However, I was in a warm truck so that did not bother me.
As I came down the other side of the pass, the weather did not improve... in fact, it started to rain even harder. Nearing home, and still descending the hills, I saw a couple of bicyclists on the side of the road. I slowed down and saw that the young gentleman was tryingf to effect a repair on his cycle. The brakes had worm right out and he was trying to change them on the side of the road. I asked if they were okay and he said that he would manage.
I saw that the young lady had started to shake [first sign of hypothermia] and told them to put the bikes in the truck, and we would let him work on them in my heated workshop. We loaded the bikes and all their gear into the truck, and headed for the farm [luckily only 3 minutes away]
When we got there, Becky was shaking so badly, I took her into the house. Alice, bless her, had a roaring fire on and becks immediately set beside it. Andy, the young man, came in too and huddled. We told them to go in and sit in a warm shower, which they did and finally, after about 45-50 minutes, they warmed up.
They had started out on the other side and, of course, when they are peddling uphill, are creating lots of warmth. When they hit the top, and started the 50 minute coast down, that is when they started to chill out.
Anyway, after a glass or two of wine, some warm duds, and a good hot meal, they settled into our spare room for the night.
They are from England and we on the last leg of a year long tour of Australia, New Zealand, and B.C. We gave them a couple of bear bangers [they had been told horror stories of bears in B.C. and no assuring them would allay those fears], a couple of touques and a some warm sweaters.
They have a website detailing their adventures and it makes fro pretty interesting reading. http://andyandbecks.blogspot.com/
Here is a shot of them too.
All the best
M
