For the third summer in a row I’m hitting Canada. Year one was the Gaspe Peninsula, year two was 2-up with my wife to the Maritimes, NS & PEI. Both of those were on my Africa Twin. This year it would be a GS Rallye I bought last year and which served me well in May on the MABDR. My wife elected to sit this one out and fly into St. John’s NF to meet me for a few days this year. You would think they would’ve learned not to let me in by now. And maybe they won’t, we shall see. The loose plan (except for ferry reservations which seem to be essential if you want to get on, so I had to plan those at least) is to leave Virginia and head North to Quebec and then on to do the Trans Labrador Highway clockwise to Newfoundland, over to St Johns to meet my wife, then the ferry to NS after she leaves, making my way home from there. Other than that very general itinerary , my plans are laid in sand at low tide. After packing and re-packing several times (you would think I would have it down after all these years) I decided to use my Mosko bags and not the hard cases. I just like them better. I left just before sunrise to beat the brutal heatwave which had been baking the mid-atlantic states. Even so, it was 92 by 11am as I headed North through Maryland, Delaware, and NJ making quick time on the Interstates. I just wanted to get north to the cooler weather. Be careful what you wish for. A few hours into the trip I noticed one of the straps which holds the end of the Mosko pannier roll top was completely missing. It had torn off somehow at the attachment point. I have no idea how. I probably never fastened it and it got ripped off. Luckily I keep a couple of small straps attaching things to my duffle and was able to use one to cinch down the pannier top. Hopefully I can get it repaired somehow after the trip. If anybody knows how I’m open to suggestions. By early afternoon I was in NY and encountered steady downpours for my last 3 hours of riding. I’ve always been happy with my Klim gear, but even it was no match for the steady rain, heavy at times, 75mph speeds, and road spray. The new waterproof Gloves I had bought just prior to the trip proved useless as I couldn’t get them onto my already wet hands. I had to ride with my short summer gloves, water making its way up my arms as I rode. The temp dropped to about 63 and soon I had water on my shirt, in my helmet, and in my boots and was feeling a bit cold. Thank god for heated grips. I stopped at the only motorcycle shop I passed and looked for new gloves but they didn’t have many waterproof ones and none that fit me. It was a Harley shop and they all came out to see the GS and the crazy dude riding in pouring rain. Everyone was super nice and they apologized for not being able to help me. The sales lady told me “Harley riders don’t ride in the rain much, so we don’t stock those gloves.” True story. I reached my friend’s house in Manchester VT around 5pm, soaked to the bone and shivering. 491 miles for the day. After changing out of my wet gear we enjoyed a salmon dinner and the bottle of wine I picked up in town. Hopefully day 2 would be a little drier.