The next day,we rolled the bike out of the garage and brought the new Jumbo Hardbags from the house. Bill and I never tried this sort of thing before so we took the one bag and just brought it in the position on the bike to try it out for size. They looked pretty big.As I bring the bags closer to the bike, my eyes are on the rear blinkers.Just as I thought, the blinkers are in the way. The bags are to big !!!
We study the situation and there wasn´t much choice. The blinkers have to be moved farther back if the bags were to be there. This involved extending the flat cromed steel with something to move it 10 cm back. Then ofcourse the wiring for the rear blinkers had to be extended as well.Yes, as usual, one thing led to another and we decided that we would drive up to JC tractor trailer companyto see if they could help us. Bill new both Les and Aubrey and they were very helpful. Within the half hour, they had cut a piece of flat steel, drilled the holes where they should be and gave us some wire and wire connectors for the lights. The price was very reasonable. ZERO dollars !!!!!We thanked them very much for there help. When we returned home, Bill started painting the steel plates while I removed the seat of the motorcycle to get to the wiring. It took us the whole day to complete the job but the end result was worth it. The bags were 2½ times the size of the old bags which delighted both Km and myself.
Friday was a day of relaxation. The motorcycle was ready to go. The only thing we had to do was meet the family for dinner at Manderin Chinese Food. What a place…250 different foods to choose from at the buffet and then there was the desert table.
Saturday we decided to head into Toronto since my sister Suzanne and Bill were gone for the day. Tried to get in touch with some old friends but everyone seemed to be out except for Jodi and Don. We spent a few lovely hours with them before heading a little further down to my aunt Bessie and then out for Italian food with Uncle Omie and Kelly. Thought we were in for some rain that day but that didn´t happen. Kind of nice.Got home at midnight and then quickly off to bed because we had to get up early for the "Resnick Family Reunion Picnic".
Really had a wonder time at the picnic. Seen some cousins whom I hadn´t seen for years and had it not of taken place, it might have been more years. From there we met up at cousin Susan and Neils place for a lovely BBQ.
It was really nice for both of us spend so much time with the family. Really getting to know them better. We´re both looking forward to seeing them all again at the end of August.
Monday was used for packing the motorcycle to see what we could bring with on the trip and where we could pack it. Went really well but I expected to have much more room then we did. No explanation for that but thats the wayit goes.
We said our goodbyes to Suzanne and Bill at 9:00 am Tuesday morning and departed Roches Point on our start of a three month adventure. I find it always a strange feeling , wondering where we´re going to sleep this day. It always seems to work out though and here we are.In the little town of Iroquois (like the Indian) approximatly 150kms west of Montreal, Quebec.We´ve been here since 15:00.Its 20:15 and Km is in the shower. I´m finishing up here. Have one more bottle of Labatts Blue to finish and then its shower time for me and then off to bed. Our little tent on the prairie is waiting.Tomorrow after breakfast, we will head for Three Rivers Quebec. It suppose to be a lovely place with three rivers. Go Figure. I was there 40 years ago with my father and his buddy´s on a fishing trip. Looking forward to spend some time in this area again.
We took our time packing as usual which will probably come as no surprise to our good friend Sonny. Now we can say its because we have 3 months to get home. We had approximatly 300 kms to Three Rivers.We traveled along Highway 40 which is just another name for the Trans Canada Highway. Our only fear was how and if we get through the enormous city of Montreal.We are not big city people so we enjoy just passing through. Thanks to Garmin Zumo 500, it was a breeze getting through.It nice not to have to look at maps and stopping and then getting lost. Those days are now a thing of the past and we really don´t miss that at all. We arrived in Three Rivers at 3 in the afternoon. Once again, it was Garmin that found our camping place for the night. It was called La Rochelle just 8.5 kms north of Three Rivers. We set up camp and then I rushed up to the Camp Store because Km said they sold Beer up there. That came as a surprise to me because in Ontario, you can only buy beer at the Beer Store. I´ve always told people that it just like in Sweden.I stand corrected now because in Quebec, its available in shopping stores just like in good ol Denmark. We shared a beer Km and myself and decided to go into town for dinner. A big treat for me because Km doesn´t really like eating out. Found a nice cosy restaurant in town and ate Salmon with rice, greek potatoes and a salad. With two beers and a tip, it costed 40 dollars (200kr)
On the way back to the campground we saw in one of the Parking Lots, about 25 or so Motorcycles. We decided to turn in and see what was going on. It was´nt long before our motorcycle was the center of attention. They were very interested in the Danish Licence Plate. Never saw one like that before.Theywere all very nice but at the same time very difficult to understand. Theaccent was a little to much for Km.We asked the local people there if there was anything interesting to see in Three Rivers. Nobody could find anything to say.We walked around a bit and then said our goodbyes and headed back to camp. We decided to make it an early night and head off early in the morning for Quebec City. There we knew, was something worth seeing. We set the alarm for 7am.
Morning came all to quickly and when the alarm went off, I ran for the washroom to relieve the pressure.The fog was so thick that I decided that it would be to dangerous to drive in the dence fog so I crawled back into my warm sleeping bag for an hour more.We both showered and packed up and took a quick look at the map and decided to take the 138 east towards Quebec City. This was the road which followed the Saint Laurance River. It was only 135kms to Quebec City so we had time on our hands. Made a quick stop at Dunkin Donuts for breadfast, jumped on the internet, tried to phone Martin (Km´s son) as we could see his computer was on. It reminded us of when he lived at home. The lights were on but noone was home. We did however get a hold of Km´s mom. She seemed to be doing well.It was a really beautiful ride along the river. Much nicer then the highway. The route took longer then we thought but again, there was no rush. We´re on Vacation !!!
We rolled into Quebec City, Still haven´t met any rain (fingers and eyes crossed) and found us a very charming Camping place called Camping Juneau.Discovered afterwards that it was in "Touring går Til" a danish travel guide. Its 22:22 and its time for bed. We´re off to town tomorrow, weather permitting. We´ll say a prayer.
WONDER WHAT THE POOR PEOPLE ARE DOING TODAY !!!!!!! ????????
The whole night it rained and just continued in the morning. There was no point in getting out of bed. We just had to wait it out.Finally at 11:00 the pitter patter of the rain on the tent roof stopped.Wasn´t a moment too soon. Out of our little hole we came, made some coffee, had a bite of toast, set the GPS for a little parking place we found on the map of the old city of Quebec and hopped on the bike and headed into town. It was once again a pleasure using the Garmin. It took us a whole different direction then I would have taken.It wasn´t long before we were in tight trafic in downtown Quebec.We were so very close when out of the blue, it was the Boys in Blue from the Quebec police department with there flashing red and blue lights. It seemed to be me they wanted to talk too.We pulled over as soon as we could and got off the bike. The two officers wanted to know the reason why I didn´t stop back there when the light turned red.My only explanation was that the very high truck in front of me blocked my view.My speed was not more the 10 kms/hr. and Yes I did see the light when I reached the middle of the intersection but by that time it was a little too late.They asked to see my drivers licence and then the permit which allows me to ride with my danish licence plate. I have heard that if one is stopped by the police, show only the danish drivers licence and not the International. They seldom know what to do with it when it comes to writing tickets. They both returned to their car while Km and I waited patiently. A few minutes later they returned with my licence and permit, asked where we were headed on our trip, wished us a safe journey and reminded us to stop when the light turns red.I assured him I would. I am now an expertat stopping.
The Old Quebec City fortress was really nice to see. Very European in appearance. Walked around for 3 hrs and then headed back for camp with a brief stop to shop for dinner and once again, a few cold ones. Crawled into bedat 22:00 with a wake up call at 6:30.
Next stop on our way was Grand Falls, New Brunswick.