For a couple of years I rode there every vacation morning. One day there was a car with a bike rack in the parking lot. The Rhino Bar was a happening place, and through those early connections with Pete and Mike, I was drawn into a network of beautiful trails and a vital mountain biking community. Each year our Canadian experience blossoms a little more. We met the Cox family and the great folks of Bloomfield Bike Company.
Kindred spirits abound.
We have ridden the Mono Cliffs, Loomis, Orono, Northumberland, Haliburton, and the great and wild Ganaraska. The Canadian connection continues to evolve. I have headed north not only in July, but also in September for Paul's Dirty Enduro in the Ganaraska Forest. Last year some Canadians came south for the Jim Thorpe Mountain Bike Weekend. Over the last few years I've ridden a lot of Canadian soil and have often thought of writing about all the great trails.