Cycle Day # 33. 39 kms. West Hawk Lake to Clytie Bay
Cycle Day #34. 58 Kms. Clytie Bay to Kenora
Cycle Day #35 120 Kms. Kenora to Nestor Falls
Cycle Day #36. 123 Kms Nestor Falls to Fort Frances
TOTAL TO DATE – 3247 KMS
We were welcomed at the Ontario border with a beer stand operated by a couple of elementary kids where we enjoyed a few cold ale courtesy Ford’s liberalized beer selling policy. Woohoo! (H)ale Ford Country!
Survived a short practise ride down Hwy 1 to access road to Clytie Bay. Time with Jay’s cousins leads to fishing, cribbage and endless conversation topics – about the Jets. Unsubstantiated locker room gossip continued for hours, with entertaining speculation abound.
We toured the beautiful lake and even “wet a line” where Jay caught his first Muskie!
Yukon generously bulked us up on walleye, steak, great Canadian breakfasts, beer and (for Jay) a wee dram or two before sending us on our way back down the beautiful 20 km (paved) access road to the highway to Kenora. There was little question in Yukon’s mind as to whether the access road was paved or not but somehow Jay interpreted Yukon’s instructions as the access road was “rough and unpaved” which led to some debate between Jay and I as to whether we were on the right route coming in. And that was long before the scotch offering.
I finally got to savor the world famous French fries from the Kenora chip truck – deep fried in lard. They were admittedly very good, but I could never be so smitten as Jay is here.
This is fishin’ country. Every vehicle passing us is towing a Lund fishing boat. Licence plates say Ilovfishn. Mail boxes are fish. Slippers are fish. The fishin’ prayer (!) is on every wall. People are just back from fishin’ or they are just going fishin’ or they wish they were fishin’. People are either talking about fishin’, thinking about fishin’ or dreaming about fishin’. This is the home of the 25 year Zammit Walleye Challenge and the resulting 25 years of lies and legends that come out of that one weekend a year trip. I was lucky enough to stay at the same lodge, and enjoyed my cabin which is apparently a significant upgrade from the ones they stay in.
Highway 71 winds around innumerable lakes from Kenora to Fort Frances. Lakes with descriptive names like Slender and Two Mountain. Lakes that must have a storey to them, like side by side Love Lake, Lake Hope and Lake Despair (Wonder which came first?). The trees along the road hide a lot of the water, but every so often we would turn a corner and get an amazing view of a stunning lake, speckled with fishin’ boats of course. We travelled back roads from Nester Falls down to Highway 11 to end up at Keith’s, near Fort Frances.
Keith is my buddy from high school. Keith is a genuine, hardworking, energy-to-burn, give-you-the-shirt-off-his-back kind of guy. Keith and I haven’t seen each other for about 20 years, but I broke into his beautiful home and was drinking his beer before he even got there. That’s a life long friend.
He just happens to live on Rainy Lake where we enjoyed a spectacular day boating, and fishin’ of course.
Tough to leave this piece of heaven that Keith and his two lovely kids Bryce and Maria call home.
17 thoughts on “First days in Ontario”
Every bit of scenery you have enjoyed along the route is spectacular! Great photo of you and a Keith. Glad you got together for a visit.
Love your adventures!
Looks like you had some beautiful sunny days. Perfect for fishin’, or thinkin’ about fishin’ or even better, eating the fish and thinkin’ about drinkin’!
“These eyes” were “laughing” and had us “shaking all over” just thinking about “no sugar tonight”! Glad you weren’t running back to Saskatoon!
You are almost half way between the peg and Sudbury! Beauty ahead? Have you found trails? Or are you on the highway?
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Welcome to Ontario!! Love your posts….where do you find the energy at the end of the day to write?! Let us know your ETA to Ottawa/Gatineau 🙂 Sending hugs and energy (via chocolate) Karen & Dan xo
Beautiful country and looks like you had good weather. Deb mentions a musky but there are no pictures! Another mystery muskie I guess.
“Four wheels move your body, two wheels move your soul.”
Jay and Deb:
Day 33 to 36, West Hawk Lake to Fort Frances (and all the stops in between):
Stunning images of lake country. I am laughing so hard my stomach hurts. Just loved your take on fishing and the 25 years of Zammit legends. Keep up the blog, I look forward to every update with expectation and a smile on my face.
“There is a town in North Ontario; Extreme comfort memory to spare” N.Y. Unplugged I am sure he was talkin ’bout fishin.
Lovin’ your take on your adventures!!
You are now in my stompin’ grounds. I was born in Fort Frances and both Ron & I grew up in Red Lake, ON, so we are especially enjoying this leg. Breath taking scenery. Love your humour!!
Well done Jay and Deb! …. Enjoying your updates and progress that Frances has been passing on to me. You are my hero’s! Beautiful pictures of Northern Ontario too … I miss those lakes!
nothing like the Kenora Chip Truck, fishin’ and Lake Country! Beautiful Pics!
Wow, so beautiful! Glad that you are finally getting some warm sunny days, and some fish, and some beer and a few wee drams!
Miss you ‘guys’ already. So wonderful to share in a small part of your trip; it’s an amazing adventure you’re on! Can’t wait for you to stop in again on your return cycle home! Ha!!! 🙂
Safe cycling my friends.
(For some reason there are extra beers in the fridge. Thank you Jay!)
Spectacular photos Debbie! Beautiful calm days on the water! I hope he riding has been wind free too.
We may just move to Ontario so Dave can operate a beer stand to keep himself in boats! Your pictures are amazing. Dialogue hilarious. Thanks for sharing your adventures as you go. May the weather and roads as you go be in your favour. L&D
I love Kenora!! It is just beautiful!! Great pics
That’s cool that you saw a friend from years ago Love when that happens!
Hope weather stays good