Niagara Falls

Niagara Falls reputation is difficult to live up to, approaching from the Canadian side gives the feel like you are in Blackpool, seedy souvenirs shops and gentlemen's clubs. The Falls themselves are stunning, its a shame its not in its natural environment. We went on the "behind the Falls adventure" hundreds of tourists wearing their issued plastic poncho's; We abstained to fit in with our biker image lol...
The falls are magnificent and the experience is still incredible. With thousands of gallons going over the falls every second, it truly is a natural wonder.
After the Falls we crossed the bridge and entered back onto American soil.
The sun came out as if to welcome us back, truthfully the American part of this trip has been the most entertaining, the people and their hospitality are second to none.

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Tobomory

We jumped the ferry from South Barmouth to a little tourist trap called Torbormory. The ferry ride was great, it was Taz's first motorcycle-ferry and she really enjoyed the idea of riding on and fastening her bike down. Its strange when you do it in a car you forget that the car is there, but on a bike you have to rope it down and stow it against the movement of the ship. Constantly aware that you steed is there, swaying with the boat.

As we got off the ferry and rode over the landing port we were greeted with a bustling little sea port style town. Every one in shorts, tanned skin and surf lifestyle looks. We found accommodation for our first night and made one of the biggest mistakes of the trip $140 for the crappiest room in Canada. An over powering smell of Milldue/damp and nothing worked: the toilets or TV. The next morning we bolted for better residence and found some lovely cabins in the woods for half the price, result!
Along the waterfront is an array of shops and restaurants. Even a dive shop! Not missing an opportunity I booked on a dive in the afternoon to explore two ship wrecks. Taz not wanting to dive came along for the ride and helped out on the dive boat. The diving is great, clear and fairly warm. The wrecks are all wood and the spines of the hull imitate the bones of a giant dinosaur nestled in the silt telling stories of the past. Taz unfortunately got a little too much sun and will suffer that night for it.We realised that we have been dressed head to toe in a our biking gear and had not really been exposed to sola rays for the last three months.
We had always wanted to sail around the world and being here only fueled the idea as yachts came in to moor, we stood drooling over the fantastic vessels. Playing the " MINE" game. Some of these boats may never see the salty sea as the lakes here are so vast; you could explore them for years.
Tomorrow we head for Niagara Falls and on to New York...

Delays and changes

The next morning we had to wait for the dealers to fix the bike. By the time they had finished it was nearly mid day, by all accounts we had some loose spokes that may have caused the punctures.. It is nice to know what the cause was, my first attempt to change a tire in the field. even though it wasn't successful it confirmed to me it possible and I learnt a lot from the attempts.

After driving around the little town for a few KMs to ensure we didn't get another flat in the middle of the bush.It was after 1pm by the time we hit the road properly.

We headed on route to rendezvous with Joe and Flora, riding through heavy rain again it was still nice to be on the road with no issues. The terrain became more interesting lots of little lakes and winding roads kept us engaged.
That evening we calculated our time left for the trip and the possibility of catching up with our friends. After much discussion we came to an executive decision to; not do the Trans- Labrador Trail with Joe and Flora. Time was against us, and it meant doing big'ish distances and full on adventure style riding just when we are at our most tired. After three months on the road its important to match your challenge levels to your energy levels. So we made the call to the guys to make our apologies, Joe and Flora are on tight filming schedules and they understood our Holiday schedule didn't really match. Joe and Flora we shall meet up again I'm sure, Good Luck, remember Great Britain needs a motorcycle film too.

We head south now through Ontario with the goals to take it easy see, the Niagara Falls and possibly do some fishing ( one of the things we said we do).

After a few days hiding out from torrential thunderstorms and our addiction for films suppressed we now head out on some ferries into the great lakes of Ontario.Island hopping.
More pictures to come...

Big miles, flat tires, repairs and stranded.

We spent that night in Winnipeg. A few hors of filming with Joe and Flora, had s exploringj the city, old churches and bridges. Over the last two days we covered nearly 1000 miles, its felt longer though, maybe because we have been on the road for nearly three months. That night we stopped in Kapuskassing, Taz's tire needed replacing with the spare we were carrying and as it was late we set out to do it ourselves.

We had never changed the motorcycle tire ourselves even though we had changed thousands of mountain bike tires, how hard could be?

Well we had the tire off and the bead broken with the side stand of the 1200. A local guy with some knowledge came out to help. in next to no time we had the new tire on and we took it to the garage to use the inflator, we pushed the bead back on no problem, bu there was a leak, we could hear it. doh.
We fixed the slight pinch we had made during putting on the tire, probably with the tire iron. After three attempts we did it. the tire stayed up and we went to bed happy.

oh no ! the tire went flat over night.We pumped it up and limped to a garage to see if we can get a professional to solve our issues. After some messing we talked a Yamaha dealer in to fixing it, success. We unfortunately had to let Joe and Flora leave without us, due to there filming commitments. The plan to catch them up later that day.
Plans of mice and men: After being fixed by Yamaha we got twenty Km down the road and it went flat again! pumped up; flat again. We limped into the nearest town, once again the professionals repaired it, even before we left it had deflated. They said it was just air left between the tube and the tire???? enough to flatten it? So we took the tire off again and still no sign of a leak.. WHATS GOING ON? After refitting the tire again we headed off into the void between these towns. Within ten Km the tire was flat, the rains came. Flat tires, rain and no help. The tire wouldn't stay up long enough to get 100 yards. We left the bike and rode two up into the local town to try and get a new inner tube. No chance. Eventually we stumbled upon a Susuki dealer and they offered to collect the bike as they were going that way to pick up a lawn mower. After getting Taz settled into a motel. I headed off in a truck to retrieve the broken down BMW with a Susuki dealer, ironic.. Once back in the town with the stricken bike and left in the capable hands of the dealer. Taz and I settled down to a Chinese meal, After 14 hours and on 38 miles covered we were shattered.
We communicated our delays to Joe and Flora and arranged a further rendezvous. After the long mileage and the brake downs today this was starting to feel like hard work.
Sleep, oh to dream!
With luck the tire will be fixed in the morning.....

Across the Great Planes

We headed to Winnipeg and bumped into our friends Joe and Flora.
We plan to travel with these guys to do the Trans-Labrador Trail, its a little like the Dalton Highway, dirt trail but with lots of lakes to negotiate.
500 miles today and nearly the same tomorrow to get us across Ontario, to see some Polar Bears cool!!
Crossing In Ontario the terrain changed and we got away from the straight flat roads of Saskatchewan and Manitoba. Before us lies hills and very big lakes and windy roads.. Unfortunately the speed limit is slow so it took along time to get here.... oh well..

Cold Lake

On our route east we stopped at a a little town called Cold Lake, as the name suggests there is a lake there, a pretty big one. We needed to get back to holidayers instead of just riders, so we did half a day sunbathing on the beech- with the compulsory ice cream, until the heavens opened.
After the rain fall and Taz and I re-en acting the singing in the rain scene, we bumped into a couple of bikers, over pizza and beers we swapped stories and had a great eveneing, thanks to Tod, Brian and Cat ( sorry the picture didn't come through).
The ninth was Taz birthday so I had booked a horse trek for her present, five hours in another saddle, ouch. Taz did fantastic even with the hyper active horse. On the trek we saw two bears, one in the tree just ahead. Horses were so cool. Pannir Stables I think they were called were fantastic and they took their time to teach us how to saddle and ride the horses properly. Thanks to Dale and his team. Next trip could well be on horse back!! But don't tell Taz heheheheheheh...

Today we shoot for Winnipeg to meet up with Joe and Flora.We may have another Adventure planned through Nova Scotia and Labrador.......

Retracing our Yukon Steps

After a few days rest at the University in Fairbanks we hit the road. Fairbanks to Tok: rain most of the way. The next day we jumped back on the Alaskan Highway and crossed the border back into Canada. This part of the Highway we have not seen because of the detour we took on the Klondike up to Dawson City. The road was pretty bad with lots of road works and frost heaves but the views were spectacular. That night we made it to Whitehorse just as the heavens opened again. The forecast for the following few days was heavy rain, so we stayed put and had a movie-fest, four films in two days. Sweet!

After our film overdose we hit the road again and pushed on to Watson Lake, again all famila because we came through this way. This morning we hit the road early ish.. A 300 odd mile push to Fort Nelson and once again the rains cometh...
As we were riding today we got to see four black bears and then there was the Buffalo and the wolf! We say wolf because everyone on the road stopped to watch this lone wolf charge at the herd of Buffalo. The Buffalo were not intimidated and managed to chase the wolf off.... straight to us! thats when the camera came out, check out our little video

Tomorrow we should be at Dawson Creek and here is were we start exploring again.
Its been strange retracing our steps, even though we have six weeks left our thoughts turned to home, with that feeling of going back. Im sure we will slip back into exploration mode as soon as we get on unfamiliar terrain. Mount Rushmore and The Bad Lands in South Dakota or Saskatchewan ?????