Two days after my Ironman my sister came to Boulder to see my life there and embark on the 1712 miles of terrain between Boulder and Courtenay BC in my little 2003 Honda Civic. From my last and best night in Boulder, getting slightly detoured in the first 45 minutes of our drive, willing my car to get over the Rockies at 50 miles/hr and arriving to the Big Horn Lodge, I knew this trip would be unforgettable. We had a phenomenal time in Moab. Driving through the rest of Utah was... interesting? We learnt that in Brigham City you can't find a drop of coffee anywhere (Mormon thing) and when they say wind warning on Highway 84 they actually mean white knuckle drive with hazards on while your extremely weighted down Honda is almost blown of the road. The Shiloh Inn in Boise was a brilliant place to arrive tired, hungry and in need of a hot tub. We made it through the Outlet shopping centres in North Bend to arrive at my Lake Stevens 70.3 homestay Gary and Sarah Schroeder. Wine, amazing lasagna, Trader Joe's flourless chocolate cake, Sarah's raspberry cordial and laughter was a wonderful way to finish our trip. Crossing the border was a breeze and Danielle and I lamented that we did not buy more wine and cheese. By the time I got on the BC Ferries I had serious tunnel vision with one mission - get to Courtenay. We did and were greeted by my brother in law, brother and two gorgeous nieces. I knew I was finally home....
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