A Clint Eastwood spaghetti western could have been shot in the dry, narrow, red rock canyon at the twisty western end of this lightly travelled trail. Running from badland to farmland, this DH traces the path of the Nicola River. The curves are usually good, rarely bad, and where a few blind and decreasing radius corners sneak up on you, downright ugly. As you get closer to Merritt, the valley gradually rises, softens its harsh tone, and widens out-- first to forest, then to field. The curves follow suit, gentling as you head east. So climb on your Harley, light up a cheroot, and grab a fistful of throttle.