1,000 kilometres deserves a beer with my handlebar bag companions, Piglet and Dougal the Cancer Council bear. (We raised $2,000 for cancer research, though maybe posing with beer cans wasn’t the best way for Dougal to promote the cause?) A friend told me about this tradition: stop every time you hit another thousand kilometers and drink a local beer. It does require a bit of planning — on this first occasion I was out of practice and missed it by 17 kilometres, but this pale ale tasted just as good.
