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Day 1 of my Cross-Canada-Motorcycle-Adventure 2025. I’m going back 26 days now to write about the beginning of this adventure. I finally felt the cortisol slip away on or about day 6 or 7 of this trip. Why a belly full of cortisol you ask? Let’s just say I spent the last 16 months dealing with a work bully, an incompetent leader, and project owners who felt the need to micromanage every… Read More
I packed up my bike in the crisp 10 degree morning and thought about what lay ahead for me. I decided to go into Amherst to get Jules looked after as it was really only a few extra miles from the PEI turn off. I wanted to be sure she was in tip-top shape before hitting the island. I waved to the fella a few doors down then ducked back in to… Read More
When I left Dan’s I pointed east again. I’m heading to North Bay and already melting in the hot temps of Ontario’s current heat wave. This is the first time I’ve set out without a final destination in mind for the day and surprisingly, I wasn’t the least bit stressed about it! I’d spent a bit of time looking at hotels and saw there was a lot along the way. I was… Read More
It was raining the morning I left Sault Ste. Marie, but it was already 22 degrees celcius at 8:00 am. I opted for a tank top and shorts under my riding gear. Within 10 minutes I was already sweating due to the intense humidity. I stopped at Dan’s Custom Repair to get my chain tightened and have them install the new bulb for my headlight. I walked in and spoke to the… Read More
August 9 When I said goodbye to Amelia and her mom and switched on my ignition, my dash told me I had a blown light bulb in my headlight. Dang it! It was another hot and sunny day, but it’s still better to have lights! I could tell I still had my bright head light because I could see its reflection on the vehicle ahead. I made a mental note to find… Read More
Tom suggested that day that I was born under a lucky star.
Stories about ties to Ireland were like gossamer threads connecting me to something better… something… more.
Solo Motorcycle Tour of Ireland: Doolin to Westport I left Doolin and headed back to the Cliffs of Moher. I’d missed them on the way in to Doolin the night before, so I turned back the next morning to see what all the fuss was about. Not sure if it was because I faced yet another meal alone, or the fact that I’d been looking at pictures of home, but I was feeling… Read More
To say I was not in the best mood when I got to my room at Doolin’s Aran View Hotel is a bit of an understatement. If you’ve been following my solo motorcycle adventure around Ireland, you know I left my cosmetics in Dingle and had to go out for a bite to eat and explore the Doolin village all pony-tailed and fresh-faced. I am not a super fancy kind of gal,… Read More
The Happy Canuck 