Getting back to Winnipeg from Riding Mountain Park had that sense of coming home you feel when you go to a place you’ve been before, it is a sensation I relish as it is so rare in my day to day life, might have to do something about that. It is only for a night…
9 Finger Ranch
I have to stay in Manitoba a little bit longer, the USA will have to wait. I had the motorbike serviced on Wednesday and I ordered a new back tyre which will be fitted on Monday. Also I decided to invest in a security chain, Canada seems to be largely crime free but I’m not…
Northern exposure
After the splendid two days in and around Manitoulin it’s time to tackle the long ride across the northern shores of Lake Superior. I have been warned by several people that this would be a long stretch, in distance, nearly one thousand miles, as well as in effort, that of staying alert to both wildlife…
Milestones: 10,000 Miles (motor)
The mean of transport changes but the loupe is still there. I thought about writing on the Inukshuk but then I preferred not to, in sign of respect for the spirit. So I parked the bicycle for a while, turns out it might end up being for a couple of years, as the ambition to do…
First Nations
The time I spent in Niagara was good, it was not cheesy and, despite the developers best effort to ruin the scenery it has kept most of its wonder. It’s time to leave now, heading north and then west over the lakes traversing all of the vast Province of Ontario on the way to Winnipeg…
Niagara Falls
I get going with leisure, I told Bruno I’d be with him at elevenish and it is only going to take me a couple of hours. Bruno was at school with my dad back in the village of Lama and, while he has my same surname I do not think we are closely related. In…
Ottawa
Another short transfer and I’m in the federal capital. This move had to be short and sharp as I’m only staying the day and one night. I get into the hostel, dump the stuff and go straight out exploring. The objective for the capital is to do a tour of the parliament and, ideally meet…
Quebec City
What a ride! First time I do more than 500 Km in a day and boy I felt it! I really must buy myself a pair of hear plugs. As I got to the camp site I could not hear myself think. Things will be helped by the next set of tyres I get which…