We finished the Trans-taiga in the rain....not fun. There was a lot of fresh bear scat on this road. The proportion of bear scat to vehicles was about 2 to one. Many times we didn’t see a vehicle for many hours. We saw 5 bears, lynx, Pine Martin, otter, beaver, eagles, ptarmigan, mink, osprey, and snowshoe hare. We were in line for road construction, and had a bear walk toward us, stopping at 25 feet....trapped on our bikes that were shut off...I own bear spray...I had it with me...it was locked in my side case...not good...it finally turned and walked into the woods. We met a couple other guys on motorcycles when we got back to the James Bay Road. Both were very nice. Went north to Radisson, it was late, no hotel rooms available...ate then an additional two hours in the rain to Chisasibini. The next morning, a quick 6 miles to James Bay, shrouded in thick fog....so peaceful and beautiful. I did ask a newfound friend at the hotel about polar bears, she said they come in occasionally, there was even one several years ago....one hundred miles to the south. It felt strange to be home and out on the water with good friends the night we returned....how different the last week had been. We ended up with 3500 miles...almost 1000 miles of it was gravel. The conditions were even more difficult than anticipated....and got worse. It was not like the gravel roads at home by a long shot. For me the trip was about the challenge, the beautiful remoteness, the helpful people....and about sharing this with my brother Roger. Perhaps the toughest person I know....my big brother. There isn’t anyone else I would have done this with. I’m glad these two “old men” did it. I have only one printed quote at home, it’s from Mark Twain. When asked late in life, if he had any advice for younger people “ Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do” Live life with no regrets.