Putting Bromptons to the test
Before you start reading, I have an introductory page which talks about how the three of us all happened to become acquainted. Chuck and I started our day on the driveway packing the bikes, enjoying a cup of coffee while Continue reading Day One
Okay, enough about the nudist colony. I’ve left myself about 110 km to my final destination: Dave and Allison’s place in Windsor. The rain has given way to cooler temperatures providing much relief only hindered somewhat by a strong headwind. Continue reading Final day
Tom and Val were great hosts at my first ever Warm Shower accommodation. They welcomed me to camp in their backyard, use a bathroom at the front entrance and in lieu of a shower the use of their pool. I Continue reading When in Rome…
I’ll get to Strathroy and my accommodation in the next entry. Packing up in the morning after my day off, I could tell already that this was going to be a hot day! Said a quick goodbye to Beth and Continue reading Strathroy’s Warm Shower
I was starting to think about a day off during the trip from Milton to Waterloo. I emailed the host (Tom) for the following night to see about his flexibility and he was good. Asked Beth over dinner that night Continue reading A break but not “my Waterloo”
What about family you ask? I’ve visited with Matt, Cornelia and Audrey; Mirela, Jason, Benny and Mila; and now with Beth, William and Isabella; they’re all so different and unique in their own way and I’ve enjoyed the visits with Continue reading Family
I’ve taken a few days off writing and admit there isn’t much energy left after a day on the road, a visit with family and a bite to eat. Or maybe not much exciting is happening☹️ Port hope The best Continue reading A day of backtracking
Bill wanted me to blog about packing my gear on my bike; I may do so but wanted to talk quickly about how I’m producing my own energy on this trip. First of all I have a very efficient generator Continue reading I have the power
The young couple running Ray’s Cottages were great. Had a great lakeside site and, wait for it, showers! They wished me well in the morning as I made my way bright and early. Was hoping to make it to Brighton Continue reading Am I too old for camping?
There’s some pleasure in cycling down a long road toward the ferry and passing by all the cars that have passed me in the last hour or so. The Glenora ferry is only running a single boat so I have Continue reading I didn’t pay the ferryman