What the heck, if I don't start this soon, it will never get done. What follows is a ride of lethargic proportions. What began as a great boastful idea late at night around a campfire, suddenly became a reality when the cosmos aligned properly. So with the confidence inspired by pure ignorance, becoyote and I launched on our summer expedition to the Great White North. The goal? Ride the Trans-Labrador Highway to Goose Bay, then home thru Newfoundland, taking in as much of the Canadian Maritimes as we possibly could, never back-tracking, camping the entire way, and keeping the expenses to under $50 a day. Shear lunacy according to every Canadian we met! But then again, most of them didn't even know The Trans-Labrador Highway existed, and none of them had ever met a true Advrider either... Backtracking a bit: I had met becoyote ( hereafter referred to by his code name of Brian) earlier this year thru Advrider. We both live in southeastern Virginia and soon started swapping tales and sniffing each other's garages. Then we did an adventure GS weekend to West Virginia to check out each other's riding styles. You can find that Ride Report here........ Found out we had similar styles of packing our bikes, and decided to try something a little different. So with the loving understanding of our wives and insurance policies current, we blasted north in pursuit of fame and glory. The next couple of weeks was the type of ride we had dreamed about, with surprises almost everyday. Riding desolate yet pristine regions on roads bulldozed out of nowhere, moose, real Viking settlements, fjords, face-plants, screech, shipwrecks, whales, campfire camaraderie with fellow riders, 2 nations, 3 time zones, 5 provinces, 6 ferries, 15 days, 30 foot tides, 700+ miles of unpaved roads, and 1535 km across one of the last mainly untouched provinces in Canada... Labrador. I swear it will be weeks before I get this damn grin off my face. Boy howdy, did we have fun. Now all I have to do is get off my ass and start posting some pictures..