As usual, here's my TLDR; Thank you for your support! - together we managed to raise $5680 on behalf of The Royal Hospital's mental health initiatives. Bravo!
Wednesday, July 29, 2026
The Inaugural Perth 700 Ride
Wednesday, March 18, 2026
A Different Fundraising Challenge in 2026
- Not directly supported by any charitable organization
- No dedicated event web site/presence
- Each rider will fund raise for their own charitable cause
- No road support during the ride - each rider is responsible for packing their own food, water, extra clothing, tools and bike replacement parts. Riders can't be picked up in support vehicles if they're too cold, wet or hot
- No corporate sponsors. No matching cycling kits
- No fire station or community supported rest stops. No fire or police escorts for ride outs
Friday, June 6, 2025
7 Days for Pancreatic Cancer in Southwestern Ontario
TLDR: Ride went very well. We raised over $205k so far. I raised over $6400 thanks to all of you!
My second adventure riding 7 Days for Pancreatic Cancer started in Guelph and would tour clockwise around southwestern Ontario reaching as far south as Leamington and as far west as Belle River on Lake St. Clair. The ride took place from 26 May - 1 June. It would be a very different ride than 2024, trading lots of climbing around Muskoka for long straight flat open roads and the "Dutch hills" (aka wind). Other than visiting Guelph a decade ago (by car), these roads would all be new to me
Pancreatic Cancer Canada had set a very (overly?) ambitious goal of raising $400k from this event in 2025. As of 9 June, we have achieved 68% of the goal with more donations forthcoming. Personally, I was able to raise more than $6400 in support of early detection, diagnosis and treatment - more than in 2024. To eveyone who contributed and supported me - a huge THANK YOU!
Over the 7 days, we rode over 1100 km. This consisted of 6 days of approx 170 km and a final day of 100 km, averaging 160 kms/day over the 7 days. The shorter day 7 (Sunday) is to encourage fundraising from cyclists that are as yet unable to ride for 160 kms. This doesn't count the extra cycling you get from missing rest stops and then turning back when you realize it
Highlights of the week included:
- Riding with Arnold V - who is a 5 year survivor, a fantastic athlete and a terrific guy. Arnold is proof that early detection can make a difference in outcomes
- The support volunteers, including the road crew who followed us all day in vehicles and the food volunteers who set up and tore down the tent and brought all the food to the rest stops on the route. As per last year, the choice of snack options at the stops was stellar and carefully catered to the weather
- A second survivor, Dan, rode the last 25km on day 7 and delivered a nice speech at the end of ride reception outlining his incredible journey. In 2024 Dan also gave a speech, but at the time he was too sick to ride, so his improvement has been uplifting
- Reconnecting with the riders from 2024, getting a chance to ride with them again and sharing daily post ride snacks and beer
- Leading out wearing the golden cape on day 3
My overall cycling fitness is down from 2024. I attribute this to two factors: winter travelling and crappy spring weather in Ottawa. Over the winter I had the privilege of visiting the Dominican Republic and South Africa for a total of 4 weeks and then I also got a nasty flu upon returning from the DR, which took another week to get over. Of course, the amount of cycling I did on those trips was zero and the amount of exercise I got was minimal. The amount of food and drink I consumed however, was much more than normal (not that I regret it!). Upon returning to Ottawa in late March, the weather didn't allow for much cycling and Gatineau Park wasn't fully cleared of snow almost a month later than it was in 2024 (to be fair - 2024 was weird, I was road cycling in February - not normal!). It's a good thing that the 2025 7 Days route had much less climbing than 2024 or I would have been screwed. At the start of the ride, I had cycled 1400 kms less than I had to that point in 2024. However, I felt quite ready for the non climbing days which were more towards the start of the week
Unlike last year when day 1 was the worst day weather wise (cold and torrential rain), this year's kickoff was the best cycling day of the year so far - sunny, perfect temperature and with a tailwind in the afternoon. Our route took us out from Guelph, south through Sheffield and then southwest through Paris, Burford, Otterville, Wheatley and finally ending in St. Thomas. Sheffield Road is cycling paradise. And Paris is very scenic with the Grand River and various bridges - worth a return visit. The lunch stop at the old railway station in Otterville (now a museum) was interesting as it was also the location of some historic cemeteries. I spent most of day 1 riding with a group of 6-8 - one of the middle groups. St. Thomas is also a very scenic town
Day 2 took us straight southwest to Leamington. The weather was overcast and the wind had picked up considerably. The irony is that we had a northeast tailwind - quite a rarity in this area. Winds this strong in the prevailing northwest direction would have made for a brutal day. But instead, many riders (myself included) broke all kinds of personal records with the tailwind. I was able to average over 31 km/hr for the day and the last section along Lake Erie towards Wheatley saw us average over 40 km/hr as the wind just merrily pushed us along. It also helps when you can ride 31 kms without turning as on Talbot Trail. For most of the day I rode with just Eddy and Enzo, as we all ride the same speed and like to do quick rotations. We arrived at the hotel before 3 PM
Wednesday, the weather turned colder and it was likely that we would have to deal with rain at some point, but it was still dry at the start. Also, we would be facing a headwind for the first time during the week. This was the day that I got to lead the group out of Leamington wearing the golden cape. The cape is awarded to the rider who raised the most funds the prior day (on the first day it is awarded to rider that had raised the most funds prior to the start of the event). It's a fun goofy incentive to help incite a bit of fundraising competition. Of course, then you have to stop at some point to remove it and then you spend the next little bit catching up to everyone! Our route would take use due north up to Belle River which is along the southern shore of Lake St. Clair. From there we would work our way counter clockwise around the lake, stopping for lunch in a town just off the eastern edge called Pain Court. Apparently, the non Francophone locals refer to it as Pan Corr. At our rest stop in Centennial Park we encountered a bunch of kids from the local French school out for a picnic lunch. I found it odd to hear French in this part of Ontario, but the settlement goes back a long time. At this point I had all my rain gear on, which turned out to be the correct answer for the next section into the now northwest wind up through Wallaceburg. From there we headed west to catch the St. Clair River Parkway, which is a scenic road with many cottages and boat docks along the river. It's a cycling destination for people in the area. Continuing north, we eventually hit the ugliness of the Sarnia refineries. Our last rest stop of the day was on the property of the Shell refinery as one of our riders who works there and had made arrangements. I can't imagine what it's like the work there - worse than the eyesore processing plant is the loud constant drone noise. Also, as you can imagine, the cycling infrastructure around this point is pretty sketch, but we managed our way through it for our stay in Sarnia

There are nice parts though. Enzo rocking the pink shoe covers
The weather turned quite cold on Thursday, with a 6c start. The wind would again be in our favour, as we headed northeast along the Southern shore of Lake Huron. I started out with the middle group and at the first rest stop decided to ride a stint with the faster group. The combination of a tailwind and some strong pullers on the front made for a fast ride through Pinery Provincial Park into Grand Bend, in many sections averaging 40-45 km/hr. I was able to keep up comfortably for the roughly 40 kms. The rest of the ride was unremarkable until we arrived in Stratford, which I haven't been to in over 15 years. It's so pretty and our route took us on Lakeside Drive and through Upper Queen's Park where the Stratford Festival is based
Friday would be our first day with some elevation at over 1000 m, which is still half of what we had to deal with in 2024 in Muskoka. I was a bit concerned as my hill climbing in 2025 basically sucked. The route today was a bit odd as we needed to ride 170 kms, but our Guelph destination was quite a bit closer. So to make up the distance, we would first ride southwest to St. Mary's, which meant riding into a now southwesterly headwind. Then we'd turn northwest with a few jogs on the route, but at least we'd have a tailwind for the afternoon. Also, the temperature was more normal with a start of around 13c. The highlight of the day was our first rest stop at the Canadian Baseball Hall of Fame. We got to quickly scan the exhibits as they had so kindly allowed our participants to use their facilities. Although the building isn't huge, I could have definitely spent more time there as I was quite the Montreal Expos fan back in the day. After heading to our lunch stop in really nice new community complex in Wellesley, the group I was with had their first mechanical issues of the ride when Don experienced a tire puncture just as we were heading out from lunch. Once repaired, with the help of Eddy's nifty electric pump, we proceeded for several kilometers before Enzo managed to drop his chain and attempts to pedal it back on didn't work. The weather was warming up at this point and I was feeling the heat and the elevation a bit. After our final rest stop in St. Jacobs, we were hitting Friday rush hour on some busy roads (Wellington Road 30 - ugh) with no shoulders coming back into Guelph. Unfortunately, the hills had now split our group up and everyone was riding solo for that 7 km stretch. The drivers were quite aggressive in this section. Matt, one of our support crew had stopped at a traffic light intersection to take photos of the riders coming through. Unlike the many other stops he made where I and others smiled and waved or gave the "thumbs up" sign, I didn't even look up. We eventually all arrived safely at the hotel. Unfortunately, the 3 riders in front of me didn't wait for me, Eddy or Enzo who were both not far behind me for the customary post ride group photo. I was a little miffed as they disappeared, didn't attend the post ride snacks and beer and were not riding the weekend so that was the last I saw of them. That last stretch into Guelph was definitely the riding lowlight of the event. This was also the first day that I was quite tired and the muscle soreness in my legs was at its peak. It was definitely my toughest day so far. I slept well
On paper, our day 6 Saturday counter clockwise loop north of Guelph looked to be the most difficult riding day of the week. I was still tired and sore from yesterday's ride and was mildly concerned. The route included over 1100 m of elevation and we would be riding portions directly into a northwest headwind. Rolling hills would take us through a very scenic area. The day started out overcast and windy as we headed northeast towards Acton/Halton Hills. In a comedy of errors, Enzo and I managed to miss the first rest stop at Prospect Park in Acton. Unfortunately, the roadside sandwich boards that we had available in 2024 that indicated 500 m to the rest stop were no longer being used - something about them not being legal. Instead, balloons were used to indicate the rest stops and these were tied to random things on either side of the road - stop signs or poles or fence posts. Unfortunately, these are not very visible when you're travelling along at 30 km/h and also, they tend to burst and blow away. Although some of the riders did correctly turn off, everyone sort of fanned out and not realizing where we were I continued to follow my GPS which was now taking Enzo and myself onto the next ride section. About a km down the road we realized that we were heading out of town. Given that the next rest stop was not for over 45 km, we decided to head back. It was a bit of the "ride of shame" as we encountered our riding colleagues going the other way who knew exactly what had happened. Back on track we headed towards Cheltenham Badlands, which is a beautiful shale geological rock formation that looks like large scoops of chocolate marshmallow ice cream. The roads in this area are stellar for cycling. After the obligatory pictures, we continued northeast and encountered our first "surprise" road closure and detour, as a portion of Olde Baseline Road had completely washed out. We followed the detour sign towards Boston Mills and after a brief hesitation made our way around the Caledon Golf and Country Club to get back on course (thanks Eddy!). From here we continued into what was the highlight of the 7 days of riding - Forks of the Credit Provincial Park. This included what is simply known as "the hairpin" which is remeniscent of the kind one might encounter on Mont Ventoux or the Pyrenees. The climbing in this area was quite challenging with grades of 10-12% for some short sections. We were now headed northwest and directly into the wind for the next 28 kms. On the way to Orangeville, near Alton, we passed signs advertising the RBC Canadian Open golf championship which was being held at TPC Toronto at Osprey Valley. We could smell the money in the area. Our rest stop was at the Alton Mills Arts Centre, a quaint little historic museum that had a honour system money jar coffee bar with pastries. I took Enzo up on his offer for a coffee that wasn't lukewarm Tim Hortons out of the carton. We slogged the headwind continuing north west and finally turned the corner at km 95. Now we would have a cross wind as we headed west towards Grand Valley. It was ironically observed by several riders that our welcome to Grand Valley was the water tower that was at the top of a hill - the end of a slow gradual climb from the Credit River. After lunch, we headed southwest to Elora/Fergus and then finally the big left turn to take us southeast back into Guelph with a much anticipated tailwind. Our approach into Guelph was much kinder than the previous day. On our final approach we were passed by a skinny guy with a grey beard and moustache and long flowing grey hair out the back of his helmet probably going close to 50 km/hr! Who was he? Probably some local cycling legend.
The hardest day was done. The irony though, is that after all my concern about the elevation and wind, I felt the strongest that I had in the 6 days so far and the muscle soreness that I had after day 5 was now gone. I still had gas in the tank at the end. It's weird how your body adapts even when it's missing those recovery days. I think the lower temperatures helped and also the elevation profile which had longer steady climbs instead of the more abrupt rolling up and down on Friday
Sunday - the easiest day for the 7 day cyclists. I didn't sleep well. There was a bit of themostat stress in our room and I need to sleep in a freezer. 20c felt to me like a sauna. So I woke up grumpy. I was also tired of the routine at this point. Not the cycling, but the hotel, hotel breakfast, packing, restaurant dinners, sharing a room - I was ready to head home. At some point, the introvert in me kicks back in and a hotel environment is just too "peopley". Only 100 km to go. I got further annoyed when I went down to the bike room and discovered that someone had obviously knocked or moved my bike because the custom USB port charger cover was no longer on the bike, but I was able to find it on the floor nearby. I was in "let's get this over with" mode. I was a bit late to the remote start at Riverside Park, although everything ran a bit late. So I didn't get a chance to clean my bike. The good news is that I got to meet up with some riders who I rode with last year that were only riding the Sunday, so it was good to reconnect with them again. We started off and I decided to take is easy. The route was clockwise east of Guelph which meant that the final segment back into Guelph would be into the wind. There were some hills for the shorter distance. After about 30 minutes, my mood improved and I settled in with the riders. Just after half way, the hills started up as we turned more east. I noticed a clicking noise coming from what seemed my front crankset but only when I was in the small chainring. I had heard it the day before, but it now seemed louder. About half way to the second rest stop, I decided that because I still felt pretty strong that I would forego riding in a group so that I could stay in the big chainring and attack the downhills before the rollers. The side effect was that this was way more fun than climbing hills in a group, grinding at the pace of the rider in front of you. I ended up passing a few riders who wondered what I was doing, since I didn't typically ride solo. The last 20 kms were into the headwind and was pretty flat. Tall Peter was happy to pull me for most of it. Eventually a larger group caught up and we made our way together to the gathering point at Exhibition Park, navigating more detours and probably not on any official route. From there, we waited for all the remaining riders to arrive so that we could all roll into Riverside Park together
The welcome reception was a bit more subdued than last year's, which was fine by me as I was ready for the long trip home (I broke up the trip, staying overnight in Cobourg rather than driving 6 hours). Once again, I felt great at the end of the day - no muscle soreness and with more energy than I had on day 5. I said my goodbyes to those riders that I spent time with and made sure to connect with those that I knew would not be returning. Overall, it was a fantastic and very well planned event. The route planning by my good friend Jack was amazing, despite the one terrifying road near Guelph on day 5 - getting in and out of cities is always a challenge for cyclists. I definitely want to head back to Sheffield, Forks of the Credit, Acton and Elora in the future
I signed up to to the Rideau Lakes Cycling Tour again. It is now the 3rd week of June, which gives me a bit of a break. I decided to change it up and do the gravel ride out of Perth - keeps me away from the Saturday cottage traffic. Then we're off to see Claire in San Francisco, if the orange turd will let us in the country and not deport us to El Salvador
As always, I greatly appreciate your support both in fundraising and encouragement. Here's to you all keeping well, staying healthy and enjoying life to the best you can. Drop me a note so we can catch up on what you've been doing
Take care,
Dan
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Tuesday, April 8, 2025
The Pancreatic Cancer Canada 7 Days Ride 2025 Edition
I'm raising money in support of combatting Pancreatic Cancer by participating in the epic Seven Days Ride.
Along with my team of fellow cyclists/fundraisers, I'll be riding 1120 kms over 7 consecutive days - that's the equivalent of an imperial century (160 km or 100 miles) per day. This year's event will take place in southwestern Ontario starting and ending in Guelph. It will be the second consecutive year that I ride the event to raise funds and awareness of pancreatic cancer
Why? Because the statistics are staggering:
- Pancreatic cancer has the highest mortality rate of all major cancers
- The 5-year relative survival rate is 10%. That means that 90% of Canadians diagnosed with pancreatic cancer will die
- 70% of patients do not survive past the first year
- For these patients and their families, a pancreatic cancer diagnosis is traumatic and brings overwhelming day-to-day and emotional challenges
- Pancreatic cancer is currently the third leading cause of cancer-related deaths in Canada, yet it continues to be underfunded, overlooked, and outpaced in research
I'll be posting to this blog from time to time to give you an update on my progress as well random thoughts on cycling, bike maintenance, volunteering, running, and other activities that I find myself engaging in
By making a donation, you are helping to make a difference in the lives of patients who have been diagnosed and their families
Pancreatic cancer has affected every on of us in some fashion. I'd love for you to make a donation to this very worthy initiative today and help make a meaningful difference in the lives of those undergoing treatment of this horrid disease
Take care,
Dan
Help patients battling pancreatic cancer and support my fundraising goal. You can donate to my ride via Dan's donation page on the Pancreatic Cancer Canada website
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Wednesday, August 28, 2024
Doubling up the Challenge!
I have some amazing friends
When my bike club colleague Jack convinced me to do the 7 Days Ride for Pancreatic Cancer this year in May, I had two concerns:
- Could I ramp up my fitness early enough in the year to handle 1100 kms of riding over 7 days in late May, including 2 days of over 2000 m of elevation?
- Could I manage fundraising for both events?
I knew that if I could get my fitness ready for May, that I would be fine for the 401 Bike Challenge in August because it would simply be a matter of maintaining what I had already built. I figured that if I committed to one long ride a week (I consider a long ride to be 160 km) and filled in with other shorter rides that I'd be ready - and I was right. Getting to fitness in late May amounted to:
- Some long virtual rides on my basement indoor trainer, ugh
- Some strange and highly beneficial (for riding) weather that allowed for some February road rides in Ottawa, which is unheard of
In retrospect, despite the boredom of 4+ hour training rides on Zwift, being fit early in the riding season is awesome. I managed to start the 401 Bike Challenge with 8000 km under my belt, which is a first for me in mid August. I might even be able to hit 10000 km for the year, a soft goal that I've had for a while now
The fundraising was a different story though. How was I going to raise donations for both events? And how was I going to achieve the minimum $3500 for the 401 Bike Challenge after raising money for the 7 Days Ride for Pancreatic Cancer? The 7 Days Ride doesn't have a minimum fundraising target, although $1500 is suggested. I thought that was low. So I figured I should aim for the same amount that I had successfully exceeded in prior years for the 401 Bike Challenge - $3500. I went about the fundraising in the same way that I usually do - mostly via direct email to my contact list, as well as mentions of the ride in my bike club newsletters, all supported by these blog entries to provide some mild amusement and context. So, when the plethora of donations came in for the 7 Days ride over April and May, I blew past my target and raised over $5300. Fantastic! But now I had a problem - who was I going to ask for donations to get to my $3500 for the 401 Bike Challenge?
Well, because I'm unimaginative and a creature of habit, I figured I would just ask everyone again who had not contributed to the 7 Days Ride. I was super worried that I'd fall short of the target and I contacted the organizers of the 401 Bike Challenge in June to let them know of my situation. They assured me that wanted me at the event and that they'd figure out a way to make sure that the minimum wasn't an issue. I went about the 2nd round of solicitation. In the end, I still fell short of my target by less than $350 (achieving 90%) but I was amazed at the generosity, especially from some friends who donated to both causes! (You Kanata-Nepean Bicycle Club and Excellent Tuesday Adventure members know who you are!) Once again, I feel humbled
This year, there were only 2 people from Ottawa riding the 3 days from Toronto to Montreal - me and my friend Gustavo who was attempting this for the first time after having ridden the 3rd leg from Cornwall several times before. Logistically, it made more sense for me to travel directly to Toronto rather than going to Montreal and then flying to Toronto with the Montreal riders. So I took VIA rail the day prior to our departure from Sick Kids hospital. My bike however, had to be transported to the Chelsea hotel and doing so using VIA was not a good option. So my friend Rob from Montreal generously agreed to meet Gustavo mid way betweeen Ottawa and Montreal to do a handoff the weekend prior. Our bikes were then carefully packed in the large trailer that accompanies our mobile bike shop and Sylvain, our 401 Bike Challenge mechanic, drove them the 6+ hours to Toronto the day before
Once again, my eldest daughter Julie met me at Sick Kids on Wednesday morning - so great to have family see you off and at the finish. Tiya, a 15 year old patient of Sick Kids described her journey through treatment and recovery, including the day she rang the bell declaring herself cancer free. She's now 2 years free and looking forward to her 5 year anniversary. I'm always amazed at the maturity and eloquence of the youth patients - they need to grow up fast when confronted with a potentially deadly prognosis. Various TV crews were present and members of the organizing committee gave interviews outlining the cause and event
To get us out of the downtown, we once again employed a Toronto Police Services motorcycle escort. But this time it was different. In previous years, the escort crew would block intersections when the lights were changing from green to yellow to red to allow the whole group of riders to go through together. It made for one of the highlights of the 3 days - going through Toronto rush hour traffic and for once, having cyclists prioritized over cars. It highlighted the importance of the event to raise awareness and it was sure fun watching the traffic stop. This year, however, we were assembled pre ride by one of the officers, who proceeded to give us what I can only describe as a lecture. It could have been due to an increased focus on safety or maybe as a reduction of the number of motorcycles that were available, but the officer told us that even if a light was green, he might have us stop to ensure that we weren't spread out and that we could all make it through the intersection before the light changed to yellow. Fair enough. But once we started down University Ave, it seemed to me that they were just trying to make a point - a point that we were disrupting rush hour traffic. In some cases, the officer stopped us on greens where the pedestrian countdown had over 20 seconds remaining! We all stopped and waited for a complete light cycle until it turned green again. This happened again and again all the way down University and on Lakeshore Blvd. Instead of enjoying the ride out, many of the riders including myself were getting annoyed. The stop/start continued for 27 km all the way to where Kingston Road (Highway 2 - the road that most of the ride follows) crosses north of the 401 just east of Scarborough. It took us over 1:20 minutes and we averaged 20 km/hr. Not a fun start to a day of 190 km of riding to Belleville. Never thought I'd be so glad to get rid of a police escort
The rest of day 1 continued as in previous years with stops in Whitby (52 km), Newcastle (80 km), Cobourg beach for lunch (118 km), Brighton (155 km) and finally Belleville (191 km). At our first rest stop we organized into speed groups. There was fast group (> 30 km/hr average speed) and 2 other groups. There seemed to be some confusion whether the remaining 2 groups were going to be the same speed or slightly different. As a result, there was also some debate over what to call them - group 2 and 3 or group 2a and 2b. All very amusing. Regardless of the name, I decided to ride in the group leaving last. This was because despite all my riding, I was still a bit hesitant given what had happened in group 2 in 2023 and also I wanted to ride with my friend Rob, who I rarely had had a chance to ride with because we were never in the same group
At rest stop 2 in Whitby, Tim needed to resecure his water bottle which had come loose. I guess he wasn't carrying his tool kit (many riders don't since we have the mobile bike shop behind us) and asked me if I had one, which I did. I opened my saddle bag and handed him the allen key multi tool. He gave it back and I attempted to re-insert it into my saddle bag, but the zipper was now stuck and it seemed at risk of tearing off. I was also drinking a can of Bubly (pineapple flavor FTW - thanks support crew!) which I had put on the ground. At that point the driver for the support vehicle for group 2 yelled out that it was time to go - they proceeded to leave. I started to panic a bit and Tim suggested to take off the saddle bag and hand it over to the someone in the support vehicle and deal with the zipper later. Good idea! Except now the support SUV was heading back up to Kingston Road and I could see the group ahead of it several hundred meters away. Oops, better get moving. So I took off, with a crushed can of Bubly in one hand and my saddle tool kit bag in the other and of course, the first portion of road was uphill. I couldn't really change gears with my hands occupied. So I stayed in a smaller gear, spun it out and pushed it and eventually caught the SUV a couple of kilometers down the road. I handed them the can and the bag and then realized, that I had been chasing the wrong group/vehicle the whole time! The group nomenclature screwed me up and I thought I was in group 2 (b) even though I was in the last group. Oh well, so I waited at the side of the road for several minutes until group 3/2b/whatever-you-want-to-call-it arrived
Because of my unrequired sprint to relieve myself of these foreign objects and the now rising midday temperature I found myself struggling a bit on the hills leading out of Oshawa towards our next stop in Newcastle. I was quite relieved to cool off and reset at stop #3. I was fine after that for the rest of the day. As it turns out, yes group 3/2b was slower than group 2 - not by a lot, but the difference is that everyone in group 2 kept together whereas we had a couple of riders who kept dropping off the back and so we had to wait for them. I ended up spending a good amount of time on the front, but everyone got in safely to the hotel. After dinner at Shoeless Joe's across the street, I suggested we go for ice cream dessert at Marble Slab about a block away from the hotel, which turned out to be a really good idea both as a day wrap up and also a bit of a leg stretch. Grape soda flavor ice cream is awesome!
Ah yes, the dreaded day 2. 263 kms from Belleville to Cornwall - including about 5 extra kms added this year due to the LaSalle Causeway bascule bridge on highway 2 being replaced (to be fair, it was 107 years old) . The very good news is that the fantastic weather we had on day 1 was going to hold and there was no forecast threat of thunderstorms or rain in the afternoon or early evening. We even had a favorable tail wind to start us out. There was only one issue - we started a bit late. As long as we kept our rest stop time to the minimum we should be okay and get into Cornwall before dark
As in previous years we made good time to Napanee (41 km) and then slowed a bit onto Kingston (81 km). In Kingston, I sustained my injury of the day - no not cycling; I bumped my head on a tree branch under which my bike was carefully placed. Rob and the support crew supplied the "first aid" - sanitary wipe covered with a band aid. I think they were hoping that the butterfly shaped band aid would appear as a tan line under my helmet, but were disappointed when I showed them it went under my cycling cap. Unfortunately, I do not have a picture
Unlike last year, by the time we got to Gananoque (117 km) the temperature was warm but still reasonable. I did find myself with a craving for a Timmy's ice cap and an apple crueller so I eagerly downed those at the stop. The next section is one of the best of the 3 days - the Thousands Islands Pathway - 35 km of (almost) traffic free separated pavement. It was another 30 km to our lunch stop at Mallorytown Landing (147 km)
Once we were on the pathway, I was itching to ride at my own pace for a while. For the ride out from Belleville we needed to stay together as a group which found me on the front a lot and also soft pedaling while waiting for riders to catch up. Day 2 is long and we all must be patient. But once on the pathway and away from traffic, I figured if there was a chance for me to ride without slowing, this would be it. It was a bit of a risk as my ride into Mallorytown Landing is what did me in in 2023. But I wouldn't be having to keep up with a slightly faster group this time and could go at my own pace. So I did for about 25 km. It was the best - some parts of the pathway are like a roller coaster and I pushed to hit the short rollers as fast as I could - I was even prepared to take some air (on my road bike lol) but it didn't happen. Once at the lunch stop I waited for the rest of the group, who were only a few minutes behind
The ride in from the lunch stop gets progressively tougher as both fatigue and time in saddle set in. A couple of the riders decided to get in the support vehicle for a bit. Like last year, the size of the group dropped as the day progressed. We stopped at Prescott (187 km) and riders were now laying down on the grass in the shade instead of conversing. On to our final stop in Morrisburg (224 km). I admitted I was tired to one of the other riders. By this time, it was clear that we might just make it in before it got dark, barring any delays. Surprisingly, we managed to maintain a 31 km/hr pace in to Cornwall for the final 38 kms, aided with a nice tailwind. Highway 2 west of Cornwall is and will always be a piece of sh*t and although the transition wasn't the smoothest, our motorcycle escort crew managed to redirect us onto the multi use pathway for 2 kms near the end, allowing the backed up traffic to pass. Even with the motorcycle and support SUV, riding without a shoulder with 18 wheelers whizzing by near 8 pm is not enjoyable. The celebration after day 2 is always special as the riders know that the most difficult portion is behind them. This is also the night when the organizers get to address the riders and volunteers directly, thanking us for our efforts. This year Gene, the founder, donned Colin's "incognito" bucket hat and mirror sunglasses and jokingly beraded whoever forgot to include regular Gatorade (or "G" - the one with sugar and no artificial sweeteners) in the support vehicle's provisions. I wholeheartedly supported him. (The volunteers were stellar though as they had purchased a case mid ride on day 2 once they heard that some riders like myself won't drink "G2" or "Zero" and distributed them to the 3 support vehicles)
So great to wake up on day 3 with a good night's sleep and an appetite unlike last year. Once again the weather was looking stellar for our trip into Sainte Anne de Bellevue and onto Children's Hospital. With new riders on board for day 3, I switched to a larger group 2 to accomodate them in group 3. I thought about maybe trying group 1 to see how long I could hang on, but figured I would just burn myself out. Group 2 was so much more organized than group 3 - everyone rode at the same pace. There was no rotation though, as two of the riders were quite happy sharing the front for the duration. I was quite happy to not be on the front and just enjoy the scenery. Our route into John Abbott College in Sainte Anne for once did not involve any road construction detours
At lunch we picked up some more riders and also our police escort into Montreal. As in previous years, the Montreal police did a stellar job getting us into the hospital, especially through what was basically a construction hellscape - both a bit in Pointe Claire and then again once we got turned up Rue Saint Jacques through Ville Saint Pierre. Some of the drivers stuck in traffic control were definitely not happy when the road crews gave priority to the police escort. We got to hear a few choice Quebecois expletives directed our way as we smiled and waved
The approach into the hospital is always special. Desa and her sister Tina were there to greet me. A string quintet was set up in the P.K. Subban pavilion to greet us and one of the teenage players was a graduate of the treatment program who very nervously told the 150 people present how he used music to get him through his treatment - another great success story partly due to our fundraising efforts. I got to talk briefly with Dr. David Mitchell, who is a specialist at the hospital and who in past years had ridden the 401 Bike Challenge and treated some of the children of other riders. Of course I also got to say goodbye to my friend Gerry for another year. Gerry has ridden most of the 19 years that the Bike Challenge has been fundraising. He is one of the largest fundraisers and he's also 83 years young. This year, Gerry didn't ride all of day 2, but he rode day 1 and 3 and still rode over 100 kms on day 2. He's one of my (and all the riders') personal fitness heros and his general postive attitude towards life is contagious (it helps that his profession was psychiatry/psychology)
This year, the ride raised $185 thousand, bringing the total over the years to $3 million. In 2025, the organizing committee is planning something special for the 20th ride anniversary. I have no idea what the means but I'm waiting with interest
Finally, once again a big thank you to all of you who contributed to my fundraising, supported me with encouragement and shared rides with me. I had to plan and dedicate a significant amount of time to both the fundraising rides that I took part in this year, but in the end I feel exhilarated and proud that I could do a small part to help the lives of those less fortunate than myself or my family
Take care,
Dan
Lasalle Bascule Bridge photo courtesy Kingstonist News
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Friday, June 7, 2024
7 Days Ride Update and Beyond
From 27 May through 3 June I was honored to take part in the 7 Days Ride for Pancreatic Cancer through north central Ontario. This is just a short update on the ride. I've been super busy catching up and preparing for the upcoming Rideau Lakes Cycling Tour and a visit to see my daughter Claire in San Francisco (including a side trip to Yosemite National Park!)
As of 7 June, the 7 Days ride has achieved 96% of the goal of its fundraising goal of $250 k in support of early detection diagnosis and treatment. My generous donors have contributed over $5400 in support - love you all! The event requires the effort of numerous volunteers, and their support for the riders was tremendous. Everyone finished safely. I've learned more about pancreatic cancer and also the numerous stories of those affected by this low survival rate cancer
Over the 7 days, we rode over 1100 km including 9800 m of climbing and visited some amazing places - Algonquin Park, Port Carling in Muskoka Lakes, Bracebridge, West Simcoe Lakeshore, rolling countryside in Kawartha Lakes and many others. We were hosted by many fire departments for our rest stops, highlighting a profession with higher than average rates of cancer. I made dozens of new riding friends. The cardio vascular drift issue that plagued my 401 Bike Challenge ride in 2023 was non existent (yay!). Seems that in retrospect, I overtrained prior to running the Cornwall half marathon last year. This year, I made sure to very slowly increase my endurance distances and carefully manage my level of effort. Seems to have paid off
Highlights of the week included:
- The daily "Who we ride for" speech prior to the start, where one of our current or past riders would share their story of how pancreatic cancer has affected their life. The stories were always incredibly emotional as in many cases, the timeline between diagnosis and death can be in the order of months. Several riders rode with pictures or words from their lost loved ones taped to their bike
- Rider Peter who set up a two way video link on one of the evenings with his friend Arnold. Arnold is a 4 year survivor and was celebrating by playing a music gig at a pub that he rented out and invited all the friends that supported him over the years
- A fellow rider (and large fundraiser) who called me a hero when he found out I was fundraising for the ride but was never directly affected (family or close friends) by pancreatic cancer
- Getting to know all the riders and volunteers
- The rest stops were amazing. Many were in fire stations. So many baked goods from the volunteers - and I ate so much sugar and didn't have to worry about it. Did you know that coconut pineapple butter tarts existed? I didn't! Jujubes, Hornby bars, Coke, salt and vinegar chips, peanuts, multiple kinds of home baked cookies, chocolates filled with strawberry jam - the list goes on and on
- The crowd and reception as we rode into Millenium Park in Peterborough on Day 7 was terrific. Desa couldn't make it but we did a video chat so she could experience the event virtually
And of course, riding highlights of the week:
- Riding through Algonquin park on day 2. Didn't see a live moose, but did see a dead one unfortunately - mostly just the carcass left. Smooth roads, a nice shoulder, beautiful scenery and not too much traffic in late May. Only thing that would have made it better would have been a sunny day, but the rain was tolerable compared to day 1
- Day 3's challenging ride in Muskoka Lakes with 2300 m of climbing and witnessing the rich cottage country of Toronto. Unfortunately, rich property also means lot of maintenance, which means lots of contractors out riding their trucks, some like maniacs. Thank goodness the weather turned - I would not have wanted to attempt this ride in the rain
- Day 4 ride down from Huntsville to Barrie on the western shore of Lake Simcoe. More beautiful expensive lakeside properties and views to ogle
- Day 5 coming downhill into Millbrook from the west, my new buddy Enzo and I got into a bit of a "race" taking turns pulling/drafting and pushing it. Loads of fun
- Days 6 and 7 we managed to get both double and single pacelines going with some consistency making the ride very enjoyable
As always, there were some minor dissapointments:
- Day 1 sucked. It poured rain for hours. Everyone was soaked to the bone. At least it wasn't raining when we started off. And then we had a surprise detour (it was not there the day before) with less than 3 km to go from Bancroft that consisted of a dirt/mud road including a portion with a 10% upward grade. Good thing it wasn't pouring when we rode it though. I took over an hour to wash everything once we arrived - bikes, clothes and ourselves. Kudos to our road support team that got us all through it
- Some jerk stole my Patagonia rain jacket (luckily not my cycling rain jacket!) from the restaurant next to our hotel in Huntsville. Who goes to a restaurant and then steals stuff?
Overall, it was a fantastic and very well planned event. I will consider doing it again next year (the hardest part is the training - maybe I can stay fit through the winter?)
I signed up to to the Rideau Lakes Cycling Tour this weekend. Ottawa to Kingston on Saturday and then back on Sunday. Weather is looking iffy, especially on the way down. Oh well, just ride it
After this, my attention turns to the ACV 401 Bike Challenge in August - Toronto to Montreal in 3 days. Sick Kids to Children's Hospital. Yes, I decided to do 2 fundraising rides in the same summer. I'm fit enough now to do the cycling. But I need to focus on the fundraising part. You have all already done your part with your support and contributions. Now I will try to find others who might be interested in contributing
As always, I greatly appreciate your support both in fundraising and encouragement. Here's to you all keeping well, staying healthy and enjoying life to the best you can. Drop me a note so we can catch up on what you've been doing
Take care,
Dan
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