When you realize people only speak two language where you are and neither of them are English. We were in Waswanipi, QC and the signs were in Cree and English. But not French anymore. I thought that was pretty amusing. The person at the store spoke English… enough to give me my total.

Today we couldn’t find a campsite close enough on route. So we looked for a hotel. We found a place but they were booked up. The clerk didn’t speak English at all and phoned the owner over who was watching over her kids next door. So they swapped and the owner said there was a shared Commons house for the workers (miners) that we could rent same price. Score! No one was even renting the other rooms. So she showed us where it was by driving with us down the block. She gave us the tour and told us to lock the outside door at night. Which then prompted my question. “will out bikes be okay at night?”. She first told us to park them in the grass. Not sure if it’s my good looks or what but she changed her mind and said no one was renting hee garage so to let us store our bikes in there over night. Sweet!

The garage.

At the 49th.

Stop sign in both English and Cree

We have arrived to Quebec. So far most people know English and don’t give us a hard time about not knowing French. Some places we’ve played it off pretty well that we known French. Others not so well. Haha.

I was sitting on the bikes waiting for Matt to get food from IGA and the wind gust were real bad. I had my helmet on to keep debris out of my eyes. An older women was unloading into her car and she made a comment of what I can only assume was about me wearing my helmet to keep dirt out of my eyes. I just smiled and nodded my head. Haha. Full French. No idea what she said. Hopefully my mic on me sena picked it up. Because I recorded the interaction.

Beautiful people here. Only photos I have are on my sena.

Before we make it to Quebec we were in timmins Ontario. Mine city. With today’s winds it was terrible. Dust and dirt flying everywhere. We met a retired American who for some reason was wearing a suit and getting some Tim’s. He was from some place north of Lansing. Used to work the mines. Told us how great Newfoundland will be.

Also the campsite we stayed at was a government one and only had business hours of 8am-5pm. Which worked well for us. We rolled in at 6:30p or so. Ate and showered. Then to keep with our schedule we rolled out at 7am.  Free camping. Unlike our state site at home there was no money drop.

At the boarder of Quebec and Ontario.

Northern lights. This is were we had breakfast in the tiny tiny town of Foleyet, ON

The rest of the town. Shopping-wise. I have a photo of the school here on my sena. It’s about the size of a ranch style house.

Fun fact  Timmins is the home of Shania Twain.

Coming out of Wawa, Ontario today my klr650 kept stalling… clutch  was acting a bit weird. Took a look at the clutch cable and it was frayed at the handle. Took it off and found out it was coming apart at both ends. Good thing my friends like to be over prepared and had me pack an extra. Sure did come in handy.

So I drank water from a tap and later saw this sign posted next to it… FML. Hope I’m good. Going to use filter on ALL drinking water now. I mean it was a tap! #cityboyprobs

While back I saw some guys using the harbor freight welding rod tube as a tool tube. I got me one and started using it. The threads are not that secure so I finally got around to making one. I was at Lowe’s buying some PVC pipe and I found these test plugs. I thought these are perfect.  Also I couldn’t find the PVC ends in the size I needed. Thinking back to the other tubes I’ve seen other people have done this. It just looks like they have a rod of all thread through it.

The new tube is a bit more pricey. One test plug cost about the price of the whole harbor freight tube. ($5 each) but this seems to be more secure and dryer. The harbor freight one has a gasket but it sucks. Tools still got wet.