Long climb up from Osoyoos to the summit of Anarchist Mountain, though the gradient really was not bad. Disappointed at the elevation on the summit, which was only a bit over 1200m. Had to Yogi for water at a rest stop, because I was already out. Went to a B&B for more water, though that was a mistake. The people (Swiss Germans who spoke limited English) were friendly enough, but the gravel road was a pain on the ride down and impossible -- as it turned out -- to cycle up. Indeed, I struggled to walk it. Oh, and it was over 1km long.
Just down the road I came to -- of all things -- a Mexican restaurant, in the middle of otherwise nowhere. The owner was married to a woman from Mexico City. She did the cooking, he waited tables and baked cinnamon buns. I had the enchiladas, then was persuaded to have hibiscus iced tea and a cinnamon bun.
The summit was another 5km then a wild ride downhill and over a bridge across a scarily deep canyon -- then a brief climb and, as the restaurant owner had warned me -- I plummeted again till I got to Rock Creek.
Didn't make it quite as far as the intended Greenwood, both because I found the provincial park inviting and because I was clearly running some fever. The bee sting area continues to hurt and is somewhat swollen, but there's no indication of infection.
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