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When I arrived at Tanya and Rob’s place, I was greeted with all the love I felt when Tanya and I first connected last fall at my place in Alberta. After she and her brother Chris went home following Bruce’s service, I was left to grieve alone. To be honest, I didn’t know how to do it. I stuffed all the feels right down to my toes and carried on with my… Read More
After breakfast in North Bay, I rode across the street to fuel up. I didn’t like the sound of my bike AT ALL! This was the first time hearing this new sound and I was pretty sure it had something to do with my chain. Great. Dan said I needed to keep an eye on it, so when I was stopped at the pump I had a look. The tension seemed pretty… Read More
August 11, 2025. This morning was slow going and wasn’t feeling so great, even after my long rest day in The Soo’s Best Western. I’d called Dan’s Custom repair and confirmed they’d be able to get me in to tighten my chain. When Dan came out to talk to me with his great big larger than life smile and laugh, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. He zipped my… Read More
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
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 