Keith, thanks for the hospitality -- I appreciate it! Sorry for eating all your food also, if you’re ever trying to get rid of one of your CX650E’s, let me know. I stumbled across some of the coolest solar panels I’ve ever seen… While southern Ontario was flat farmland, the landscape started to change almost as soon as I left Keith’s. It turned into rolling hills, with some pretty sweet roads. I stuck to the smallest roads I could find, and was having a BLAST. For the first time since I left home, the temperature was cool enough to be really nice, so I hung out by a lake for an hour or so as I ate lunch. It seems like every little village around here has at least 3 lakes associated with it! I just kept rolling, enjoying the scenery and the roads, while also trying to put down some miles, because I have quite a bit of ground to cover in the next week before my flight. One of my favorite parts of Ontario is that in the three days I’ve been here, I’ve seen a grand total of a single cop, and even that one was about a mile past the border! There must just be too much land and too few people for them to patrol it properly. No complaints here! I eventually got to Algonquin Provincial Park, which, if I had more time, I would love to explore. The canoeing is supposed to be absolutely incredible. As it was, I only stopped at the visitor’s center, because a parking permit for the day was $18, and it just didn’t seem worth it if I wasn’t going to take the time to explore properly. I did meet a couple other riders at the visitor’s center, one of whom was on a KTM 1290 Adventure (drool), and the other one of whom wasn’t on his bike but told me he’d ridden a VFR400 across the country. Now that’s a cool choice of bike. The KTM guy told me that there’s something called Crown Lands in Ontario, where wild camping is allowed, and I found an online map of where there’s Crown Lands, but last night as I was looking for somewhere to camp, it was unclear where I could and couldn’t camp. I ended up riding up an embankment into a recently logged pine forest, and setting up my tent there. There was a few-inch-thick layer of pine needles on the ground, and dead wood everywhere, so I figured lighting my gas stove probably wasn’t a good idea...time for another bagel with peanut butter! Number 8 of the trip The woods looked beautiful as the sun went down...I got this picture as fast as possible, because my god, you would not believe what the mosquitoes were like. I’ve never seen anything like it. Even once I was inside my tent, I could hear a consistent humming of the 50+ mosquitoes that were hanging out on the outside the tent at any given time. I’ve never been so grateful for my tent!