4 hr 10 min
Oakville to Scarborough
I am constantly amused by the reactions kids have to our bikes. We often here comments and questions directed towards parents as we pass by. Here are some of the funnier ones:
- That’s what I want for Christmas!
- That’s not a bicycle!
- How does that work?
- Sick bike man!
Today was a relaxing ride through a variety of suburbs of Toronto and along the waterfront trail through downtown. When riding through the suburbs it was interesting to see the dramatic differences between the original homes (usually small bungalows) and the in-fill (huge 2 or 3 storey multi-car garage monster homes) all packed together on the same streets.
Over the last few days, I’ve be struck by how much of the Canadian Lake Ontario waterfront is publicly accessable parkland. The US side only had a few parks, and much of the shoreline was private property. In Canada, most of the waterfront property is set back from the water, with a buffer that is public parkland.
I have also been struck by how friendly the people we came across were in the US, and how much less friendly people seem to be here in Canada. When we ride, we say Good Morning or Hello to anyone and everyone that is looking at us. In the US, I don’t recall anyone who did not reply with a smile and a greeting in return. In Canada, we see many people who ignore our greeting and do not even return the slightest indication of a smile. As a Canadian, I find that very sad.
Here are some random photos from the Waterfront trail as we rode from Oakville to Scarborough.
No, I’m not trailing toilet paper from my left front pannier. That’s white duct tape from an (unsuccessful) temporary repair. Unfortunately, with the RT-40s hanging so low on the front, I’ve scraped them across the pavement a few times and worn a couple of small holes through the Cordura. Several people have pointed out that RT-40s were never intended for this position, and I’ll try swapping them with my rear Ortlieb BikePackerPlus bags, which are both narrower and don’t hang as low.