Atlantic Canada Loop

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  1. beerjonny

    beerjonny Planning mode...

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    Over the next little while I will be posting the ride report from a recent journey a few of us have had up here in our little corner of the world.

    Here is a 15 minute video to get things started... enjoy:

    http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=1173789956112806995

    Sorry for the pixialtion, a higher resolution host is in the works as well.
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  2. DRZ400SK4

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    Excellent stuff, Jon...

    You da man!


    Can't wait to see some of the high rez stills.


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    Very nicely done! thanks for posting :thumb
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  4. beerjonny

    beerjonny Planning mode...

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  5. beerjonny

    beerjonny Planning mode...

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    INTRODUCTION:

    Well, this whole thing started a while back. During my first ‘big trip’ with Rod and Dave (freinds from Nova Scotia) on The Long Ride Home (longridehome.com), my mind was opened to a whole new world – one where I felt complete freedom wandering around on my dualsport bike. Since then driving around Atlantic Canada on a dualsport bike has always been a dream of mine.

    Jay and GT committed to this trip form day one, and I knew that having so much in common we were a well matched group. We are all single, and do not have any children which helps with the whole time thing. We all have very similar driving abilities and enjoy the same pace and terrain. We all enjoy driving day after day of long miles on our bikes, and all enjoy wilderness camping (well 2 out of the 3 of us is not bad :rofl ).


    There will be some things that stand out in the report that follows, things like gas locations, distances between gas stops, etc. that I have been asked to include. I hope that it’ll be helpful for anyone else who is fortunate enough to make this trip.

    More work went into this trip that most would imagine, but after nearly a year of planning, months of bike prep, and tons of research we were down to the last couple of days. Some final ferry bookings, printing of maps, and repacking of all my gear for the fourth time, it was now the day before departure.

    The guys arrived at my house around 6pm. I still had a lot of things to get done on my bike as luck was just not going my way with it. As long as all of my problems come out right now and not during the trip, it was a good thing, right? After getting my rim welded and installed, I had an unknown issue with my bike on the first test run in had after 3 weeks of work. I had done a lot to it in 3 weeks. The bike died after about a kilometer of running stronger then ever, and I was stumped. After pulling near everything on my bike off, I had one of the most humbling and embarrassing moments in my life when I discovered a nice clean towel got left behind in my airbox…. :baldy

    So now an oil change and a new rear wheel bearing (that just landed today after a 2 week back order) and I was done. But of course, the down tube drain bolt broke off changing the oil around 11 pm... :smt100 so some JB weld was called upon to hold the other half of the bolt into the frame. My bike fought me to the end, and with a worn rear wheel bearing still left we were out of time and I was out of patience and energy. Or maybe the beer was getting to me... either way I was done for tonight.

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    We talked about the trip and had a few more wobbly pops for an hour before hitting the hay. It was surreal that the day we leave for this trip that has been in the works for so long, is tomorrow. Only a few hours and we get to actually be able to get on our bikes, and ride out of here. I will ride away from my house heading North, and will ride back home from the East. Only one more sleep.

    It was 3am when we all got to bed.
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  6. beerjonny

    beerjonny Planning mode...

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    DAY 1: July 26th, 2007

    A few hours later, a cup of Timmy’s and we were dressed and ready to go.
    There is a feeling, if you ever do something like this, that you will never forget – the feeling that you have rolling out of the driveway, actually starting a trip like this. This is the point where you go from visualizing what the trip will be like to in experiencing what the trip is like. I have been fortunate enough to have had this pleasure before, and the feeling this time was one of relief, anticipation of things to come, yet complete calmness. I felt very peaceful and knew everything would be just fine with my bike, the bike that worried me so much last night I barely slept an hour.

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    Get us the hell out of New Brunswick!

    I don’t want to sound ungrateful, because I will be the first one to stand up and preach about the greatness of our province, but we want to explore new lands. We love riding throughout NB all year, but this is our one chance to branch out a bit.

    So we hit the tarmac and burned all the way to Fredericton Junction from my place none stop, first along the dreaded highway, then the back road which is a nice road to cruise on. The weather was unbelievably hot, and at 11am we were baking fully dressed in our gear with a 33 degrees temperature. We took advantage of a covered bridge, down across a stream and through a farmers feild to stop and shed some layers. Man was it hot!

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    The railbed that begins in Fredericton Junction was our first sign of dirt and the bike felt weird with 70 lbs of gear on it (and me). Jay forgot his knee pads at home, and lives just minutes off the trail, so we took a swing there and back. His pooch was some glad to see him one last time.

    When we hit the Rusagonis River there is a little place to pull off down the trail into a cleared out spot under some birch trees that provided good shade. We stopped there and had a snack, some water and took another layer of gear off. The hottest day of the year, I swear.

    After packing up, I took the little shoot trail back up to the railbed, with Denver following suit. I’m not sure how it got started, but when I looked back down GT was standing at the bottom eyeing the hill up for a push. Where was my camera…

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    Well he ran with it, veered left and stepped off the bank. As long as there are no injuries, we will abide by rule #1 – Pictures First, Help Second.

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    We carried on to Fredericton, drove through town and stopped on the North side at the new ‘Franks Finer Diner’, a 50’s replica diner. There was a mint BSA out front, I have no idea what kind though, but it was nice and shiny.
    We decided that we would impose another rule, rule #2 where we could purchase one meal per day only, and the rest we had to cook for ourselves with dry meals and oatmeal. Jerky, protein bars, and peanuts filled the gaps. I think alcohol fell in there somewhere too, but I’m just not sure.

    With a full belly and a full tank (gas @ Fredericton, 129km mark) we found our way to Route #41 of the snowmobile trail guide, which is an abandoned railbed. Sort of intentionally I only brought a few vague maps of entire provinces, no details, with rough guidelines how far we should make it each night in order to stay on track to catch our ferries. Although Jay had a GPS we only used it once to check the height of a Mountain in Newfoundland. Most mornings included mention of how far we had to go today, and then that was that. Rule #3 – follow your gut.

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    We rode at a good pace, through a lot of farm land until we hit a burnt out railbed. Damn kids.

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    There were two options, go around it by back tracking out to the road and using the car bridge, or by taking the newly formed trail down the bank and back up the other side. Day 1 is a day where a lot of rules are created to help keep some structure to the trip, and so here we have rule #4 – no roads when there is a trail, after all we were on vacation.

    GT had us in stitches laughing with his first approach, but made it up no problem.

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    I love this picture of Jay on his KLR. Did I mention he was running Continental (TKC’s) touring tires! That bike looks so damn cool when it is doing hill climbs, going through mud holes, or anything else it wasn’t meant to do.

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    When we first decided that Grand Falls was a good destination for day one, we had called Rob (Robbz on the website) and asked if he had any secret spots he was willing to show us for some good camping. He got a last minute request last night after I broke the bolt off in my down tube to ask if there was a spot where we could do a rear wheel bearing as well. He of course said that he’d look after us.

    The railbed takes a nice turn down to the river and follows it for a little while, leading into Hartland (the home of the worlds longest covered bridge). We grabbed an energy drink and went down by the water, under the bridge, and out onto someone’s dock. It was nice and breezy here, and the shade felt good…. I could have drifted off….

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    But no, it was time to re-gas and hit the woods again (gas @ Hartland, 238km mark).

    So we drove on the railbed, stopping wherever we could find shade. We found a very nice spot under an overpass that was for the highway (I think), where the railbed ran underneath it. We walked up to the top corner of it, and sitting on the cold concrete felt like heaven.

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    It was here where we started to wonder ho much further Grand Falls was. We called Rob and he told us another 45 minutes to an hour. Not bad.
    A liter of water, and back into the heat.

    So almost two hours later (including a couple of stops – one in a nice cool government sand shed), we pulled over in Arthurette. Now remember what I said about maps and not carrying any, well it adds a certain level of fate to the adventure, and this is where my beleif of Karma comes in to play. I went into a store to ask how far to Grand Falls, when she told me ‘an hours or so’. Huh? That is what Rob said 2 hours ago.

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    So we called Rob back - he had a good laugh when we told him where we were. Apprently, we took a wrong turn on the railbed and headed inland, instead of carrying on North. It was getting late, we still had to swap a wheel bearing and then ride to our camp site (wherever that was going to be), so the decision was made to hop on the road and put the hammer down.

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    We met up with Rob and followed him back to his place. In the back yard, we propped up the pig on a 2x4 and I pulled the rear wheel.

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    Before I dug my new bearings out, Rob had already removed the old ones. He pressed the new ones in as we asked if he’d like to come and camp with us, since he was going ot ride out and show us the campsite he had in mind.

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    After handing me the wheel to put back on, he went in and grabbed a tent and sleeping bag. The entire ordeal of swapping bearings and getting him packed took merely 15 minutes.

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    We followed Rob out to a field, down by a little river. It was a bright night under an almost full moon, and was still very warm. There was a neat old bridge across the river and we walked around a bit to explore.

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    The bugs came out, so we had a bonfire. We sat around and told stories about biking, and ideas of where to go next year on the seemingly now annual bike trip. We may have had a couple of beer as well, but it was only to help re-hydrate from all the sweat we lost today. Water is the main ingredient of beer you know.

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    Not sure exactly when, but surely too late, we bunkered down for the night. After not being able to sleep last night, it didn’t take long before I was dreaming of what the next two weeks would hold.

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    Tomorrow nights destination – across the St. Lawernce, into Quebec.

    Depart: Saint John, NB
    Arrive: Grand Falls, NB
    Start: 9am
    End: 10pm
    Total: 399 kms, (280 kms dirt)
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  7. ZZR_Ron

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    I was just saying yesterday that I hadn't heard of any adventure riders in New Brunswick....even had a query in GWN.

    Guess now I've heard of one!!!
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  8. Motojournalism

    Motojournalism motojournalism.com

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    I'm going to explore out east this spring, looking forward to more pics and stories!

    Great stuff sofar! keep it up!:thumb
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    Gregster Been here awhile

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  10. Bimble

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    This looks good.

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  11. Questor

    Questor More Undestructable

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    Hello Beerjonny. :wave
    Nice Ride Report you've got going here.
    Mind if I tag along?

    I've always wanted to do that loop that you are talking about.
    It's the Alaska of the East Coast.

    I'll be watching. :lurk
    Q~
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  12. g®eg

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    great story so far!
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    I want to do some Gaspe next year
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  13. Coolhand

    Coolhand Puck slapping maplesucker

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    good stuff guys.
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  14. beerjonny

    beerjonny Planning mode...

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    Ok, sorry for the dealy - been a busy week...

    DAY 2: July 27th, 2007

    When we got up at 7:30, there was still a bit of fog in front of the sun, but it was hot already.

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    We decided that the meal we were buying today would be breakfast, as Rob had a prior commitment and we had to break camp. We packed the bikes up, got a group shot and Rob led us across the bridge, then another and through a few fields.

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    We said our goodbyes and he pointed us towards Quebec. Thanks to Rob for help with the wheel bearing, showing us a great spot to camp, and hanging out with us for a night. It is always a pleasure.

    Today we wanted to sleep on the other side of the St. Lawrence so we booked the 5pm ferry from Matane to Baie Comeau, and were told to be there one hour early. After getting a fresh tank (gas @ Grand Falls, 408 km mark) we decided to hit the road, get some miles under our belts and then look for some trails. If we missed the ferry, it’ put us a day behind already… All GT wanted was to find a place for breakfast – but he’ll never refuse a ride.

    Off we went down a secondary road that would eventually lead us all the way to the border. We stopped a few times in the heat, looking for shade to rest in or little trails off the road to see where they went. Doing this, we found a road that was stripped and all the pavement was left on the side. That road must have been a foot thick.

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    After a while, we saw a sign that had a city’s name with QC after it. Not recognizing the name, we did a series of synchronized u-turns and took the exit. A short time later, and we saw the Restigouche River and entered Matapedia, Quebec.

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    "He look Jay, that means we are in Quebec!" :D

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    A few of the trails we took were just small hill climbs to cell towers. We stopped for breakfast in one small town called Causapscal, QC and filled up the tanks (gas @ Causapscal, 635 km mark).

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    In Quebec they mark all the intersections that the road has with any ATV or snowmobile trail, so they are easy to find. We took some and they were hilly but dry, and it was a nice break from cruising down the road. Plus my ass hurt so it was nice to stand up.

    One of the stops in the shade:

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    More in the trials:

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    We tried to break up route 132 with some trails until we hit the ferry in Matane. Perfect, we were 20 minutes early – 3:40pm. So we headed to the check-in booth, but it was closed. Must open in 20 minutes. So we took a group picture, and relaxed in the shade, on the bank facing the ocean.

    At 4pm we went to the booth and it was still closed. Jay then remembered that it wasn’t 4:00 – it was 3:00, we had forgot about the time change! So we waited it out. Rule #5 – Relax.

    After a little bit, the booth worker arrived, and came directly to us. He told us we could drive closed the building and park on the left hand side. We noticed a sign that said ‘Motos’ so we parked there.

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    I love the picture of the Harley dude.

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    We went into the main building and spent almost hour napping inside the somewhat air conditioned ticket office. When waking up, the lady behind the window informed us that the boat was running an hour or so behind schedule. But that was fine. We sat outside on the rocks now in the sun, jacket and boots off, relaxing. It was nice.

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    A BMW pulled up and the rider was from PEI. A first trip, on a brand new bike, and he was set up to go camping – nice.

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    We saw a ferry come into port, and watched it turn around and back into the middle of two docks. The captain put the back end against another dock, after a great deal of maneuvering. We thought it was our ferry.

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    But then we heard the sound of screeching wheels, very distinctly a train. It was a train ferry. Very cool.

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    While down looking at the trains coming out, we saw another couple of dualsporters all loaded up, one on the same bike as Jay. We would get to talk to these guys a few other times in the trip, but for now it was a simple nod and hello.

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    Our ferry did arrive just about an hour late, and it too had to swing around and back in. We were not the first ones on, but did get put in the front left had side of the boat.

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    This was the first ferry I have ever been on that does not supply tie downs. The crew told us not to worry about it, so we left them just like that. After all, they are dualsports and crashable. I’d be worrying if I was the Harley dude though…

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    Jay and I found a place to have a couple of beer, and GT waited in the line for food. That man can eat. We chatted with the guys riding dual sports a little bit, and they seemed like they had been on a trip or two before. Our conversation again did not last long, as they went to eat in the cafeteria. Up on deck as the boat begin to depart, we saw another KLR with the same paint scheme as Jay’s.

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    Leaving port at Matane:

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    The ferry ride was short, only about two and a half hours, so we landed in Baie Comeau around 8:30pm. On our approach to land, the sun was directly in front of us and if you leaned way out, you could see it. It was large and red.

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    So after getting off the boat, we got some gas just in case (gas @ Baie Comeau, 755km mark) we started our soon to be nightly ritual of riding of finding a pristine camping spot. What we did was drive until we see fresh water (river, stream, brook, pond, or a lake) and then look for a nearby trail or dirt road. If there isn’t one, keep going. After finding one, take it, look for a field, beach, mossy area, clearing in the woods – anything that we can plop a tent on.

    Over the course of the trip, we developed a list of things we could use to evaluate a campsite. By the end of it, we decided that there were five crucial elements to a good campsite – 1) fresh water, 2) source of dry fire wood, 3) soft, dry, flat ground, 4) privacy, and 5) a great view or setting. Not every campsite had all elements, but that is where our rating system came into place – we’ll get into that later.

    We took a few turns off the road to find something, but nothing was working out. We then took a turn off onto a ski-hill but decided to climb it tomorrow as the sun was now setting and we wanted to find a good spot. I think the hill was Mont-Tibasse, but I am not sure. There was a trail along side a river to the right, very nicely packed with a fine sandy like substance. We drove it for five or six kilometers, then the wear in the trial seemed to follow the left hand turn over the homemade bridge, which was 20 feet in the air over the 50 foot wide gap, river below. We all drove over it, cautiously.

    The trail then got difficult, up and downs, all grown over with grass that hid the rocks. We drove through this as the sun set, and it got dark. After a few more km’s we saw another bridge on the right. We took it back to the nice sandy path, and saw an opening leading down to the rocky shoreline. This was it. A nice river, fed from and feeding large pools to fish, a beautiful full moon rising out of the clouds, a soft sandy place for out tents, and lots of wood around. It wasn’t the most private spot – but we did not see a soul the entire time.

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    We set the tents up in between the bikes and the beach.

    Jay messed around with his stove for a while to get some boiled water, and we all ate a freeze dried meal. Pasta primavera, beef stew, and chicken and rice were on the menu tonight. Life of kings I tell you…

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    We had a fire, and a few drinks. It was a warm, bright night and it was nice to sit here knowing that this is where the real adventure begins. The Quebec - Trans Labrador highway begins tomorrow with a couple hundred km’s of tight twisty pavement, then 1100 kms of mainly dirt. Labrador, Newfoundland, and Cape Breton…

    It was a nice night, and I slept straight through until morning.

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    Depart: Grand Falls, NB
    Arrive: Baie Comeau, QC
    Start: 8:30am
    End: 9:30 pm
    Total: 354 km, (59 kms dirt) + 62 km ferry
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  15. Mercury264

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    Super Duper :clap

    More please
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  16. Pundy

    Pundy Been here awhile

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    I'd love to know more on how you identified your route? How did you find all that dirt and put the peices together? Great report!!!
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    Colpitts poop

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  18. beerjonny

    beerjonny Planning mode...

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    Okay, I didn't forget, just a little busy lately..

    DAY 3: July 28th

    I got up in the morning a bit earlier than the rest.

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    I didn’t bring this damn rod and tackle 5000kms for nothing. The rod has more than 20,000 kms of travel and has been cast less than a dozen times. It was a nice spot, the river was split into three by the bridge supports, and the deep eddies behind them would be a nice place for a fish to rest.

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    This is a perfect place to fly fish, and if the map I have was correct, you be in it for salmon too. Maybe another trip…

    Since my search for worms came up empty, and a few creative tries with protein bar, raisins, and a dead bug produced no fish. I didn’t care. The hour I spent sitting on those rocks with the sound of the river flowing, was one of the best ones I had all trip. It was so peaceful.

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    And under the bridge, which was made out of old tractor trailor beds!

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    After the boys got up, Jay struggled with the stove again to get us all some hot water. It has been giving a sporadic flame, will burn great for a few minutes, then goes all to hell. He cleaned the thing last night thinking that was the problem, but no better this morning.

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    We ate some oatmeal and coffee then decided today was a day we would wash.

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    GT had never been in fresh water, so watching him enter a Northern QC river was quite amusing. But it didn’t take him long to really enjoy it. The water was surprisingly warm, and we stayed in for quite a while. We tried to swim upstream, but the current made it too hard to stay even with the shoreline. After the swim, we just relaxed a bit – this is what it is all about. What a great morning.

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    We packed up camp...

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    ...and took a departing shot.

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    I had lost a knee pad earlier the night before, as I had them strapped to the top of my gear after getting off the ferry (where I removed them). I back tracked a it, but no luck. Only one knee pad for the rest of the trip, I guess.

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    We drove out the series of trails we later discovered to be a series of multi-use trails, developed for cross country skiing. We were at Mont Ti-Basse, and it was all sandy and fun looking.

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    We asked if we could climb it, but citing fears of erosion, the owner pointed us up the access road. It was still a nice steep climb, with a decent view up top. We even saw a very well traveled ATV trail to the top, but respected what the owner told us and drove back down the service road.

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    It is always a nice view from ski hills, and they more often then not supply some great hill climbs. We talked about this at the peak, and decided upon Rule #6 – drive to the top of all ski hills.

    Back on the road we were headed North – first sign we saw read, well, this:

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    The next 215km was some of the twistiest pavement I’ve ever ridden. I have not driven through so many consecutive turns in my life - with almost no traffic to boot. It is a ride for anyone on any bike. I was not looking forward to 2 hours on pavement, but it was fun. The clouds started to break up and every once and a while the sun came out, it was a great day to be alive, here on our bikes, enjoying the heat of the sun, just riding. This is what life is all about.

    After gassing up along side the highway (gas @ ??, 872km mark) We saw a small damn along the way:

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    A few of the turn offs we took led to some sands pits and we played around a bit.

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    One trail went through a forest that was the victim of a fire a year or two ago. It was odd, with all the black tree trunks as far as the eye could see, with a bright green base.

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    Then we hit the Manic 5, a huge dam (http://www.hydroquebec.com/production/hydroelectrique/manicouagan/manic_5/) . It is It is so odd looking, entirely out of place out here amongst the trees and rivers.

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    The height of the damn, the amount of concrete that must have been consumed, the sheer scope of the entire idea of blocking a river until it creates a lake – it was amazing.

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    We decided to grab some gas, just in case (gas @ Manic 5, 996km mark).
    But we had some riding to do, it was four o’clock now, and that was enough of the site seeing…

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    As we drove up the hill past the damn, we realized we were ‘here’ – the spot the pavement ended, and the dirt began. What a feeling to finally be here.

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    Cruising along the ‘highway’ we were pleased to see some sections of hills, some decent turns, and overall a nice road to ride. Along side were many, many unspoiled lakes, ponds and streams. There was not enough time in the day to take a photo of everything that deserved it. We did stop one more time for a fill-up at a motel/gas/restaurant complex called Relais Gabriel, which offers the last services and supplies south of Fermont (gas @ Relais Gabriel, 1100km mark).

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    At one little lake, we stopped to have a break and this lake like most lakes that had trails or roads leading in, there was a boat on the shore. This was something we saw often as the trip went on.

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    This is the actual photo that was taken on a 2’ camera stand, 10 second delay and a one shot deal. I have to laugh when I look at it, it looks like we are all posing for an album cover or something.

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    A drink of water and some energy bars, and we were back on the trail.
    Each night as we progressed north the sunset lasted a little bit longer, and the colors that we got to see were amazing. Here it is in its infancy:

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    It is hard to keep riding when you continually past such beautiful landscape:

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    We decided it was time to look for a place to camp, so we started our ritual of looking for fresh water, a nearby trail and then taking it. Tonight was a night when it would not be the first or second one we tried, or third, or …. I’m not sure how many it took, but we put another 50km or so on after we started looking. Sometimes you walk right into them, and other times you gotta do a lot of digging.

    There was a nice river we tried to camp by, but after taking the trail in, we found there was a camp set-up, so back out we went to keep looking.

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    As we rode along the dirt highway, all of a sudden it became paved. Then widened to four lanes. Then grew sidewalks. What the hell was going on? We were in Gagnon, Quebec of course. It was a mining town that was ‘dismantled’ in 1984 and moved. Not one building remained (none that we saw, but apparently there is an old rusty hangar at where the airport once stood). Only the paved road and sidewalks we left now, and it was an eerie site to see.

    We did not get any photos of it, but I stole this from another ride report:
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    It was along this stretch that we chose a spot that went down by the water to camp. We had been riding a while, and the sunset here on the lake called us down – it was blinding.

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    Then beautiful:

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    And then it happened. The bugs from absolute hell came. Now I am not one to let bugs bother me. We camped 11 nights in total, 2 in Quebec, 2 in Labrador, and 3 in Newfoundland – and the bugs tonight were worse than any other night. It took a miracle to keep our sanity until we got our bug jackets on. My face screen was coated in minutes.

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    After setting up camp, we ate – Jay cursing his stove the whole time.

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    A fire was not in the cards tonight, as all the wood here was fresh and green. We walked around the entire perimeter but found nothing. Made the best of it we tried to get it going with a few scraps, with very little success. It was enough to keep a flame, and we had a few drinks to cap the night.

    The moon rise in Labrador was like a second sunrise. We were fortunate enough to catch the few days leading into, and out of the full moon. Here it is as we said goodnight, near 1am on day 3:

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    Depart: Baie Comeau, QC
    Arrive: Gagnon, QC (deserted)
    Start: 11:00am
    End: 7:30pm
    Total: 431 km, (198 kms dirt)
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  19. beerjonny

    beerjonny Planning mode...

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    Really nothing more than alot of research about the areas I have never been to (ATV maps, snow mobile trail maps, etc) and alot of smaller trips around NB, Gaspe, NS, NFLD etc.
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  20. DRZ400SK4

    DRZ400SK4 Long timer

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    Great stuff from you as usual, Jon!


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