Instead of getting a license plate in Toronto where the waiting period tends to be long, I decided to ride back to Bracebridge and get sorted out there. I must but I cannot get over the increase in prices over the last 2 years. My most expensive hamburger ever came later in Ottawa, which rang in at $ 21.- plus 15% tax + 15% tip. 1st Thing I had to do however was to get the bike certified and that could only be done at a motorcycle shop. “Turn on the lights” the mechanic said. “OK, now the tail light and the brake light. Fine, here is your certification and that will be $ 98.44 inclusive of tax.” The whole thing took less than a minute but let’s call it a minute; that is $ 5,906.40 per hour.
Algonquin Indian (ca 1890)
It took 2 days but I was finally on my way to Ottawa to meet up with Eric. The route took me through Algonquin Provincial Park.
Over 2,400 lakes and 1,200 kilometers of streams and rivers are located within the park. These were formed by the retreat of the glaciers during the last ice age and the park covers about ¼ the size of Belgium. The weather was cool but an 1/8th of the weight of my jacket when I got to Ottawa, consisted of flattened mosquitos and black flies. As soon as you stop, hordes of them want to get a piece of you, so it’s better to keep moving.
Eric’s house doubles as a bed and breakfast and is quite stunning. We are using today to pack the bags and get an early start into Quebec and Bernard’s cottage near Lac-Au-Sables.