Trans-Canada Highway 17. 5 o’clock in the morning. Leaving Sault Ste. Marie on the dawn of the fourth day of a road trip around the great lakes in mid July and I’m ready for a strip of road known to be to motorcycles what the Sahara Desert can be to ill-equipped or ill-fated people.
The problem lies in the petrol. There are not enough places to fill up from point A to point B and many bikes simply run out of juice. On top of that, it’s a damn good distance to go in one day – from ‘The Sault’ (pronounced, the locals informed me, as ‘su’) to Thunder Bay, the next and most anticipated destination on my trip.
My record reading distance on maps thus far hasn’t been good. And travel by motorcycle, I’m learning as I work through my maiden voyage, takes longer than by auto. (more…)