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Went and got drinks at a bar called Darlings with a darling. It's was super cute and full of queers.

Found a psychedelic bathroom at breakfast.

Had a emo photo shoot at a cemetery.

Got told by a man that he never sees women ride and that my bike is too big for me...

Got berries to help with the rage.

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I learned about the structure of lily pads and my little brain was blown.

I took an artsy long exposure photo, you can see the ghost of the train riding through.

I had a lovely cocktail at a bar called Darling with a darling.

Which closed out my official 2 weeks of traveling at this point.

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I really really really liked Montreal, the section I was staying kinda felt like home. Full of queer people, it was also a cultural melting pot. I feel like I saw every different type of punk and weirdo, which was actually a breath of fresh air from Quebec City who in comparison felt sterile. The second day there I went to the botanical garden and began my period from hell. 🔴

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So had my last day in Quebec City, it was a very cute lil place. Would love more time for exploring.

Goth squirrel, phone booth, hostels, and a butch going into a femme bathroom.

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Yesterday after walking around and thrifting I made my way to get a steak dinner (feeling low and sluggish) and got a notification that my credit card was compromised. It was a fucked up feeling to be in another country with no access to my bank, but I eventually got it figured out I took myself out.

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There was a comedy festival happening right near the hostel (hence the large teeth) but it was all in French so no giggles for me.

Quebec is like a city locked in time. Castles, citadels, barracks, ruins. It was wild and very pretty. Truly great architecture.

Oh and a dyke on a horse (Joan)

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I got into french territory. I have to say, I was vastly ignorant about how truly french it is here, road signs, street ways, parking booths... not a lick of English. I had no idea.

I had my second poutine at local Poulet Frit Kentucky

I made it to my hostel in Quebec City on the 10th say of my trip. I've never slept in a tube before, but luckily I had a very quiet room. I met people from England, Italy, South Korea, and France. It was pretty freaking cool!!

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Made my way from PEI to New Brunswick I crossed an 8 mile long bridge which is the longest in Canada and the longest in the world over icy water. Got my fanny pack stolen in Fredericton while I was taking the yellow picture.

It finally rained so I wrapped Babe up for the night at my cute lil rural Airbnb. I watched magnum PI and did bath tub laundry again.

In the morning I had a lovely little bfast and replaced the locks on my cases (the keys were in the fanny pack). The guys at the local hardware store gladly clipped my old ones with bolt cutters right of the shelf.

Oh and I started my lil sticker collection. Cape Breton and trans PEI!

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Bye PEI, I'll see you again soon.

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Floki was positive that I was trying to take him away on my motorbike. I just wanted to kiss the cow goodbye.

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This lovely queer house was full of lovely queer animals. I even liked every cat!!

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PEI was a delight and a really well needed rest. I ate all the oysters I could afford and went swimming when it wasn't too hot.

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Someone stole the fanny pack off my bag, I've gotta remember that just cause I know there's nothing valuable to anyone else in it doesn't mean they don't know that. So I'm going to the hardware store to get new locks for my hardcases, then find an auto shop that will cut my locks off. Maybe I'll get a small amount of barbed wire to keep people from touching my shit.

Also Tim Hortons has been my wifi saviours twice now.

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So by the grace of queer spirits I was hooked up with a moto house in PEI who sight unseen took me into their house (please let me be able to repay all of these graces). And miracle of miracles, wonder of wonders, it was full of all of the best animals a little wanderer could ask for.

I'm in love with the big cow names Floki, I think it's mutual.

My hosts have been bikers for the last 17 years and started a queer riding group on PEI and a podcast that I can't wait to listen to.

They very graciously let me stay four days, I've been really tired with all of the riding and am figuring out that rest on vacation is a good thing.

Yesterday (I'm finally catching up to my own trip!) I got 6 beautiful PEI oysters, mussels in a white wine sauce, and a cream based chowder. It was all really stellar.

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Antigonish really loves their queer history, look at this beautiful lesbian couple showing their pride.

I made my way to pictou and got the quickest espresso from sea glass coffee house and a loaf of molasses seed bread which apparently is a Maritime recipe. I made it onto my technically fourth ferry (second large one) and it was free!! There were 4 other bikers, but they didn't give a shit about me.

This ferry was a bit rough, lots of high pitched barking dogs and children. Next time I vow to wear my ear buds.

Oh this is also where the heat wave started. sheesh.

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So after my moose encounter on the 7th day off my trip I made it into the quaint little town of Cheticamp (by the skin of my gas teeth, turns out I have a small tank (but a big... heart)). I was promptly hit multiple times in the head by a pride flag (I've pressed chargers) and got a lovely cappuccino and postcards at a queer (aggressively) friendly cafe. Took a very pg bathroom selfie and got some Highlands art for my moms.

The next stop was in the town of Antigonish cause New Glasgow was too full up. After some bathtub laundry (cheapskate) I found an amazing restaurant. Truly delicious. The Townhouse on College St. I took myself out on a lil date, cause if you can't date you then who can? I don't usually take pictures of food, but for this trip I will be making exceptions.

It really was a sweet little town. A man even screamed "I love you" from his passing car window after only seeing my backside. Such a nice people.

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I finally made it to the beach and the ocean decided that my dried out road-weary boots needed a salt water scrub (that's proper technique right bootblacks?(Cal))

After leaving my perfect hammock friendly campsite (Sadie it's #26, in case you make the trip) I got on the road again to make my way counterclockwise around the Cabot Trail. After passing a beautiful twistie mountain range I came to a plateau. I had about 5 minutes of riding on top of the world before I saw what you would never expect to see in Canada of all places.............. a moose!!!!!! I saw a friggin moose! A giant, huge, lovable, furry, huggable, scary, gorgeous, brown, ginormous moose. In Canada!!! She was trying to cross the road when we saw each other. I had no idea what to do and luckily she felt the same. So after staring into each other's souls for a decade in a second, I revved my engine and she said "not today Satan" and turn around back into her forest.

I screamed "I saw a moose" in a thousand different tonalities into my helmet with my clutch pulled in conserving gas as I coasted down deep sloping twisties. And I haven't stopped dreaming about that moment since.

Moose moose moose moose MOOSE moose.

Wow. In Canada...

You can see a picture of her if you look into the far far distance where I'm pointing.

I made it out of the Cape Breton Highlands National Park and back to sea level after that, quite changed I think.