Day 27. 27 down, one more to go

Salut from Sudbury. This should be our last on the road blog entry, and if I may, I would like to take this time to thank everyone who has followed our journey and especially to my mom who has kept the home fires burning, and the kids for helping out.
Our start from Wawa was not without it's own little glitch. Apparently the Tim's in town takes special care to lightly oil its parking lot just after every rain so unsuspecting half asleep travellers can get in that weight lifting practice they have been missing. After I picked my bike back up, we had a quick breakfast then it was out to the highway and off for the day. One of our first scenes was one of the clouds trying desperately to clear the hills

As we continued down the coast, both Linda and I remarked at how similar the scenery is to the West Coast. This picture was taken from a road side lookout near Agawa.
Lunch saw us in the town of Bruce Mines where Linda spotted a German restaurant. A couple of schnitzels later and we were back on the road. We made pretty good time until just outside Espanola. We watched HUGE storm clouds roll in and were debating whether to put on our rain gear or not, when Linda saw 2 lightning flashes in quick succession.

That was all the prompting we needed, and sure enough within minutes we were riding through a torrential downpour. We even had a lightning bolt strike the hydro poles right beside us. But ever the brave (or stupid) adventurers, we struck onward.
Now for those who have been following us, you will no doubt realize that our blog has been missing one very important tourist icon. Yes the big nickel. Well fret no more. I even managed to get Linda to lift it up so we could get a better picture of it
We are hoping to be home by this time tomorrow, so if you are in the neighborhood please feel free to stop by and I promise I will show you way more pictures of this trip than you could possibly imagine existed. No problems. It's just the kind of guy I am.

Day 26. Goosed again.

Well hello from Wawa (again). Day 26 was a nice day for us both. We started off waking up late, we visited every motorcycle dealership in Thunder Bay, and we pretty much dawdled until almost noon. When we finally pointed our trusty steeds eastwards, we knew we had some distance to cover and we knew we had rain in the forecast, but we have never let simple fear and common sense stop us so far..........
The first glitch in our plan was the tail end of that all too familiar road construction. At our first stop, I decided to snap a couple of pictures of the view
and the people enjoying the view
Okay. Enough hanging around. Time to make tracks. We pushed fairly hard until Terrace Bay. With the clouds closing in fast, we decided to stop at Wah's Chinese restaurant again and enjoy some of the best Won-Ton soup we have had this trip. After lunch we put on our rain suits and hit the dusty trail.
Just outside Marathon, we passed through this area of re-forestation. There had been a fire in the area, and a major re-forestation project. Pretty impressive results if you ask me.
The only problem today was this feeling I kept getting that I was being followed by someone (or some thing Duh duh duhhhhhh)

Oh, never mind. That is just my guardian angel making sure I don't do anything stupid like try and take a picture while I am riding down the road. Evening found us safely harboured back at the Sportsman Motel in Wawa and dining at the Viking. On, by the way, Dianne at the Viking said to say hello to Danny Debrie. Seems she knows the family. With this day behind us, we hope to hit Sudbury tomorrow and then.......Oh I don't know, maybe we will plan a trip somewhere ;)

Day 25 and back to T.Bay

Fond greetings from Fort William. Or Port Arthur, I can't remember which anymore. Either way, hello from the road and our latest installment. We are definitely in the home stretch now. Both Linda and I have noticed that we aren't stopping as much, we aren't taking pictures as much and we aren't dawdling down the road like a couple of tourist as much. Our butts are still square at the end of the day, but we seem to have this riding thing down to a bit of a fine art.
We left Baudette this morning at a leisurely 9:30 local time. By the time we got through the road construction, the pee breaks, the fuel stop and the border crossing, we both sort of did the old "holy cr@p. Look at the time" We were in Fort Frances and it was after noon already! We stopped long enough to get some lunch and grab a couple of pictures of the bridge over Rainy Lake.

It is one long sucker of a bridge, let me tell you. One of the interesting things about the Fort Frances/International Falls area is that it has probably the only international Wood and paper mill in the world. It is pretty neat to see the plant on both sides of the border and the remote locomotive that runs between them. I am sure it gives the US Homeland Security guys fits, but I thought it was pretty cool.
As you can see from the pictures, we were lucky with the weather again today. It was warmer (16) and sunnier than it has been for a while. Lets see if this holds for more days. The drive across the bottom of the province was uneventful, so we managed to make up some of the time we lost this morning. By 5:00 pm we were at every one's favorite, Kakabeka Falls Provincial Park admiring the Niagara of the north.
Unfortunately, like all provincial parks, you have to keep a wary eye out for shady characters lurking around the attractions, waiting to prey on pretty, unsuspecting tourists. Ha!
From the falls to our hotel was a short ride, then it was off for our ritual evening walk, supper and computer work. Hopefully we should be in Wawa tomorrow, and one day closer to home. See you all soon.

Day 24. The home stretch.

Well hello there. Today is the official start to the homeward stretch. 24 days on the road and we are close to calling this one done. With any luck (and some decent weather) we should be home early next week.
I don't know what it is about the weather, but all our riding days lately seem to start with..... cool and cloudy, or.......windy and rainy. Well today was no exception. We woke early enough to be able to enjoy breakfast with Jeff and Gloria, (who surprised everyone and showed up in Brandon the other day) and Mom and Dad. Fresh bagels and coffee rate among the best ways to start a day. Thanks Gloria. After too many coffees, we loaded up and headed out.
Shortly after leaving Pelican Lake, Linda decided she needed a pit stop (remember all those coffees?), but there was nowhere civilized to be found. So my honey, who is ever the adventurer, decided to duck down a side road and use a surprisingly well placed hay bale as a privacy screen from the road. She had no sooner finished and was in the process of replacing all the layers of clothes, when a Manitoba Hydro truck came down the side road........from the back. I have to admit, I don't know who was more shocked. Linda, or the Hydro guy. I just howled.
The skys were threatening rain all day, but we stayed ahead of most of the wet stuff until after lunch. We came out of the Husky restaurant in Morris, Manitoba to rain drops on the windshield. We decided to ride a little south and east to see if we could skirt around the front, but to no avail. We were forced to stop and dig out the rain gear beside a rather non-descript river.
Imagine my surprise when we cross the bridge and read the sign on the opposite side. Hmmmmm. I always thought it would be a little more, shall we say, impressive?
From here it was a relatively easy (and not too damp) ride out of Canada and over to Baudette, Minnesota, were we found lodging for the night at the Americ Inn (you gotta love that name!) Nice place. We took a couple of minutes to play tourist along the down town main street. It is a charming little town. Tomorrow we will cross back into the True North, strong and free and head for Thunder Bay. Hope you can come along.

Day 21. Back to Brandon

Good evening sports fans and welcome back. We have made the leap from Saskatchewan (and home of the mighty Roughriders) to Brandon (home of the less mighty Wheat Kings). It was a long, wet cool ride today. We said farewell to Saskatoon fairly early this morning under grey, threatening skys. It wasn't too long on the road when Linda decided that a break was in order. We wheeled in to Lanigan, only to find ourselves in the centre of a long weekend speed trap. It was kind of fun watching the local boys keep the RCMP hopping.
Not too long back on the road we came across a sign we had to stop for. I wanted to go in to the town and see if I could find my sister, but Linda would have nothing to do with it. She said it looked dangerous.


We made Yorkton by lunch time and we were lucky enough to find some friends to dine with. Gary and Claudia not only opened their house to us, Claudia served us some fresh, homemade Borscht. I mean really. What more could a cold hungry traveller wish for.

After the delicious lunch, we did a little touring around Yorkton and found Linda's Baba's old house

I think Linda enjoyed the reminiscing more than she would admit. We also had the privilege of visiting the Yorkton cemetery and finding Linda's Baba and Geida's grave site. It is so important to know one's history, and little trips like this help keep the memories alive. I am glad I was there.
The after noon ride to Brandon quickly turned into a training exercise on riding in wet windy weather. We went through storm front after storm front for 3 1/2 hours battling some pretty treacherous side winds. We finally made the last gas stop just after 6:00 pm and will settle in with Baba and Papa for a couple of days. We plan to be back on the road on Thursday, so look for us soon.