Er, bust, actually. But I did spend 24 hours straight on the trail. Enough to get the flavour. If you've seen one rail trail, you've seen them all. Mostly scrub trees, some nice tree tunnels,

OK, just a glimpse of the Trent Canal system, from Peterborough to Lakefield, 13.2 km, and an exploration of another trail, but surely one of the 'nicest' 13.2 km of Canadian bike trails. And mostly disregarding the actual trail. Better than a beeline through bush -- you can use the pokey highway #32 that hugs the canal, slow and windy. Hardly a car in sight. 

Ladies and gentlemen, fasten your seatbelts. No!

Well then, don your bicycle helmet. No! Drivers actually pay less attention to you if they see a helmet, figuring they're not likely to kill a smarty-pants, and are less careful around you (2x as likely to pass close). A toque or baseball cap in case of rain is more practical.

Walberg's bike adventures in and around Toronto (ok, walking around Gaspe and some religion too)

Guelph-Goderich by bike or bust 16 July 2026

Trent Canal by bike 10 July 2025

Peterborough-Oshawa-Toronto by bike 14 July 2024

Biking the Grand: Reinventing tourism 06 July 2023

Shakespeare by bike 25 June 2022

If you need a reminder that there is a higher order watching over us (NOT our profane version of moneyless fusion of people under Big Brother), put yourself in danger. I mean to the edge of things. That alone should be enough - if you survive. But if you are blessed with unexpected rescue, bringing you back from the edge, that is even better. I had two such moments in this, my latest ambitious attempt to extend the bounds of Toronto cycle pleasure to the edge of the world. I.e., what's doable by bike ALONE (OK, public transit too), but sans the killer car. You'll have to read to find my epiphanies, but they were/are truly divine. No other explanation.