Jul 22, 2016

Friday File: Living in the heat of Grahame's Bakery


Embracing Kemptville with the FRFuggitivi cap.
All photos: Cycling Art





I have arrived. My goal was to go east not really knowing where I’ll end up. Montreal, Toronto and Ottawa are the big three cities to suit the business. After a week of looking for a place to live, Carolle and I decided on Kemptville. A small community 40 kms south of Ottawa. The folks here are friendly. And, I’ve seen many cyclists riding especially in the searing humidity that climbs up to 40C. Kemptville is a small town, founded by a Mr. Cloutier and sons in the late 1800s. The old town is quaint with an old bridge, red brick buildings and churches. The old town respects the heritage but on the outside of town there’s growing new development. My sister in law was the first to tell us of how central Kemptville really is. She’s right. It’s only 30 minutes to Ottawa, 1 ½ hours to Montreal and 3 1/2 hours to Toronto.



 Inside one of Canada's oldest wood burning ovens, 1885.
Grahame's Bakery. It's 36C outside and inside even hotter...











I’m so busy settling the business I haven’t had the chance to climb on my bike or even follow the Tour de France. All I know Chris Froome is leading and looking likely to win. And, I’m looking forward to riding the back rural roads of the scenic Ottawa Valley.






Jul 14, 2016

Mont Ventoux... A testing place for heroes.

Happy Bastille Day!




The famous French philosopher, Roland Barthes wrote of Ventoux...

"Physically, the Ventoux is dreadful. Bald, it's the spirit of Dry: it's climate it is much more an essence of climate than a geographic place makes it a damned terrain, a testing place for heroes, something like a higher hell."

Jul 8, 2016

Friday File: Tourmalet, last ride with FRFuggitivi, On to new roads

King Kelly on the Tourmalet, 2010.






Friday File...

I've been away for a while on the road and re-locating to southern Ontario. It's been sudden, hectic but at least a smooth road trip across Canada. I'm still in the middle of a chaotic resettling and hope soon to ride the new roads. I'm finally watching and following the Tour de France, in fact, now watching the Stage 7 recap show. Tomorrow's stage 8 will be pretty special; riders will pass the Col du Tourmalet for the 85th time since it's first visit in 1910. The first ever mountain pass ridden in this great race. Cue in the fine photo of King Kelly (left) on the Tourmalet in 2010 (above).

The saddest part of the move is leaving my riding buddies of the FRFuggitivi. Here's two images from my last ride with special group to Stanley Park...



My honor to ride with you all...







Into the sunset...
between Dean & Phil.








On the road...
Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan.
photo: Cycling Art


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