Toronto via Cape Vincent
As an enthusiastic adventure biker, I am always looking to create memories along my trips.
From my home base in upstate New York I had decided to visit the bustling metropolis that the locals call the “Big Smoke” or “The Six”.
As I planned my journey, I knew that if I decided to do so, it would be conceivably possible to arrive at my destination in approximately seven hour. This would require that I travel only on multi lane freeways and that I maintain a pace of just about ten miles per hour over the posted speed limit at all times,
But alas…where would the fun be in that?
Finishing up the first day’s ride in a little cottage by the water was a treat.
My dinning table had a great view.
As the sun set and the water lapped the shore I was reminded that sometimes slower is better when you’re route planning.
After the sun dropped below the horizon the water became incredibly still.
When your bike starts to fall over in the parking lot…don’t grab the windscreen…it just makes things worse!
Surprisingly this “on the fly” temporary repair held up for several hours until I arrived at a friend’s house.
Thanks to Covid I had the first ferry all to myself.
One of the benefits of taking the road less travelled…a boarder crossing with no line and one boarder agent. Who also happens to ride bikes…and is perhaps more interested in my bike than my paperwork.
Made my mandatory stops at Timmy’s for some delicious caffeine, carbs, and sugar.
After sampling some of the local delicacies it was time to head home.
Happily a good friend helped out with a drill and some hardware bits…much better for the drive home.
The Puig Windscreen Visor pictured above works extremely well at managing air flow at highway speeds. After damaging the windscreen I could not afford the extra pressure the visor creates on the windscreen itself, for fear of snapping it in half at speed. So I road without the visor all the way home and missed it every minute of the ride.
After returning home I replaced the damaged windscreen. and reflected on how much more memorable my little detour made the trip. As I ponder my next destination, I resolve to add detours more often and maybe stop trying to brag about how many miles I logged each day!
