Espanola to Bobcaygeon

After a long night of drinking, hot tubbing and freezing cold pool dips, I was up and on the road to Bobcaygeon by 11 am. I filled up Red Molly at a gas station right at Hwy 17 and then headed east to Sudbury, where I met Hwy 69 south. Along this stretch you can go for some time without seeing a gas station, so of course after passing one my low-fuel light comes on. Thinking I should be able to last to the next station, I press on. After 15 minutes without seeing any sign of civilization I start to think, “I’m going to run out of gas on the side of this highway, in the middle of nowhere. What would I do? Hitch? Walk? How late is this going to make me to Bobcaygeon?” Suddenly, at Hwy 529 in Magnetawan (about 60km north of Parry Sound), there is
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The Legend of Red Molly continues …

After several weeks sans motorcycle, I finally got my Honda Magna v45 safetied, insured, and plated. It feels great to be on the road again. I purchased the Magna from a lady who had named it “Red Molly”. She had driven it across the country from Vancouver to Toronto and raved about the ride. If you are unfamiliar with the name of the bike, I highly reccommend you check out the following clip from Richard Thompson and read the lyrics in the info panel: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azB7B8hrVZY] I’m enlisting the help of a friend, who is a very talented artist, to paint a mural on the tank in the theme of the song. When the work is done I’ll post pictures here. See you on the road!
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