Howdy Canadian Friends, Apologies in advance if you saw this posted on Epic Adventures. But I thought you guys might get a kick out of this. A year ago, this American idiot made a run for Nova Scotia, and posted about it here. Here's that ride report, which I called (in my rediscovery of our great northern neighbor) Oh. Canada. But this July, I took an eight-day, 2,400 mile moto-camping adventure from domestic, suburban southwestern Connecticut to your wild and wooly Gaspé peninsula. Besides being the longest solo trip I've taken yet, it was also an exercise in having this idiot confront some persistent fears, including a probably irrational thing about camping and, well, bears. I lapped the entire Gaspé from Percé to Forillon to Mont Albert, all on my 2013 Super Ténéré... Camping along the way. And I created a little "log" of my trip. (It's actually not so little, but it's not as dense as that woodpile, either.) You can check out my Gaspé ride report here on my moto-blog: Alone, Stinking, and Trying to Be Unafraid. Hope you enjoy the write and the ride. And apologies in advance for my observations about some of the less-lovely coastal Quebec architecture. We have our share of ungapatchka houses here in the States, too... But goddamn the country up there sure is beautiful!