I was invited to stay the night with Zac Kurylyk, a Canadian motorcycle journalist and we sat at his kitchen table with maps and Internet comparing photos, routes and stories of riding in Canada. He had a charming family and a home right on the river with two trees perfectly spaced for my hammock. The sound of the government ferry rumbling back and forth in the night was somehow soothing when accompanied by the lapping waves. In the morning after a delicious breakfast prepared by his wife, I said my goodbyes and set out via a modified route south of St. John following ATV trails and gravel roads.
In May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 69'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing.