Monthly Archives: August 2025
I’m exhausted. My body is telling me to take a break. Today’s ride (August 8) was the best I’ve had as far as scenery and weather goes! The traffic was heavy only here and there and heavy only meant 5-6 vehicles ahead of me. There were plenty of passing lanes, so that was no problem. Other than a detour Petunia planned, it was smooth sailing I need to change the directions settings… Read More
Rob and Jerry invited me for breakfast as they learned of a local grill. That sounded way better than leftover pizza! We walked into the ‘Cranky Pants Cafe’ and the guy barked out “What do you want?” Jeffy ordered first, to which Mr. Cranky Pants barked “What do you want to drink?”. When he barked at me, I kind of stumbled…”uhhhhh, same”. He repeated the ritual with Rob. As we munched on… Read More
Once back in Canada, I felt pretty good about making it to Thunder Bay. With every kilometer behind me though, I grew more and more weary. After my soggy shift in direction, fighting winds, the stress of where to go to avoid thunder heads, I was ready to stop hours before Thunder Bay. Right about the time I felt this exhaustion start to brew, I saw the first sings for Atikokan. My… Read More
Leaving Fargo meant leaving my initial plans of riding the southern route past the great lakes. Flash flooding washed out my original route and the weather for the south eastern states was heavy rain, tornados, and all around shit. no thanks. If I have to be wet and miserable, I’d rather do it at home. Home was 700 km away as I was aiming for Thunder Bay. it’s been 16 years since… Read More
Racing through the back roads of North Dakota singing along to the summer hits of the 70’s on spotify is pretty much the best feeling this old girl can have on a bike. Again, my phone told me to turn left, turn right, turn straight and on and on I went. I don’t know how many hours or how many miles I put behind me, but I started feeling a wee bit… Read More
After getting back on the road, I carried old guy’s words in my heart. Paired with my Spotify playlist (yup – got my phone working just as I watched that old white truck round a corner and disappear), I felt like I had the world by the tail again! I was singing away with John Denver and as I rounded a sweet curve, the horizon opened up into a sea of yellow!… Read More
After I crossed the border, I figured I’d better stop for gas. I didn’t have to go more than a few minutes, thankfully. So there I am looking at the pump. At home, we have yellow handles to indicate a diesel pump. Here, I’m looking at one labeled “unleaded” and the other boasting a green handle. Now I was 99.941% sure the green handle was diesel, but what if it wasn’t? Unleaded?… Read More
Day five of my cross-continent tour has me shivering under the thin sheets in my Fargo, North Dakota hotel room. I got absolutely drenched in the last hour or so of my ride today. It was a sad, sogy end to a pretty awe-inspired day! More on that later. When Brian and I parted company in Portage la Prairie, I was a pretty sad lady. I wanted to ride the first few… Read More
The Happy Canuck 