Toronto to Montreal by bike

Filed under:Uncategorized — posted by admin on May 9, 2010 @ 3:42 pm

I kept a sort-of diary of my bike trip from Toronto to Montreal, through emails I sent to myself on my phone. I was supposed to be going with a friend, but he injured himself the day before we were going to leave. I wasn’t sure what I would do when that happened. My friend and I were ostensibly riding with another group of people, but they left before us, and we figured we would just catch up with them, because they were planning on going a little slower. I thought that maybe I’d just ride to Brockville, where I have a place to stay, and then turn around and come back. In Brockville, I decided to keep on going. Montreal was closer than Toronto at that point.


Mon, May 3, 2010 at 6:04 AM

I am on the GO train, headed for Oshawa. I feel both excited and scared. This is going to be both my biggest one-day distance, and my longest solo ride. The weather hasn’t been as bad as I worried it might be, but that didn’t stop my father from trying to scare me out of riding by claiming it was “pissing down” (it wasn’t even raining at all when he said this) and suggesting it was dangerous.
There are more people on the train that I thought there would be, but the stop after Mimico is Union, so I assume most will be getting off there, and I will have the train more or less to myself.

Mon, May 3, 2010 at 12:15 PM

I am in Colborne. I don’t think I am going as fast as I’d like to be going. This route dicks around too much. At the beginning, there were all these paths and gravel roads you couldn’t go very fast on. Anyway, I was very, very thirsty, so I stopped here for pop and water. I have to piss really badly, but I’ll wait till I get out of town to do that.

Tue, May 4, 2010 at 6:55 AM

I decided to stop yesterday nearish to Kingston, and got a motel room. It was 59 dollars, which is I guess how much money I would have theoretically paid for the first three nights of staying with the UTCC, and I got to where they’ve supposedly gotten in one day.
My body feels mostly ok. My right “knee-pit” (what is that called?) feels sore, as do my right shifting fingers. My junk feels kind of numb. I think my face is sunburned, probably because the early rain washed off my sunblock.
It is 89km to Trudy’s house, acccording to Google maps. I will probably lie here a bit longer, and then get going. Hopefully I can get there by around lunchtime.

Tue, May 4, 2010 at 8:28 PM

I got to Brockville in the earlyish afternoon. It seemed like it was so far away, and then I was suddenly there. I am in a bunch of pain, and my right middle finger is numb. I really don’t want to be riding tomorrow.
Nick and I watched Star Trek and played video games, and he made me a tasty soup. I wonder where the U of T people are right now.
I feel so tired, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep. I’m going to try, though.

Wed, May 5, 2010 at 8:34 PM

It is Tuesday night and I am still in Brockville. My plan is now to ride to Montreal tomorrow. Lizzie is going to meet me there and we will do Montreal things for a few days. This is probably going to end up costing me more money than I wanted to pay for this trip, but if I don’t ride to Montreal now, I probably won’t have a chance until next year.

Thu, May 6, 2010 at 10:50 AM

I am in Cornwall, later than I would have liked to be. I think I always underestimate how long it will take me to go long distances, and overestimate how long it takes to go short ones. I am almost in Quebec, so that’s good, but I still have the equivalent of riding to Guelph and back ahead of me. It’s starting to rain, so I should get going.

Thu, May 6, 2010 at 8:27 PM

I think I got to Montreal earlier than I thought I would, but then I took a wrong turn somewhere and got lost. Then, I had a hell of a time getting to my destination, as I had gotten so used to just reading directions off a page. Also, I think that Montreal’s system of one-way streets and bike lanes probably makes sense if you are a local, but it just gets confusing if you’re a tourist. I’d rather just be able to ride my bike in whatever direction on (just about) any main street, like in Toronto.
But I’m here, and that’s nice.


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