The pass between Pays Plat and Cavers at the top of Lake Superior is nearly 11 km long divided almost evenly between uphill and downhill escarpments with grades approaching 8% on many sections so those who are weak stomached or decide to skimp on new brakes for the car need to turn around and go back to Toronto.
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GRAN’S CANADA HIGHWAY – EPISODE 6: THUNDER BAY TO KENORA by Jaimie Vernon
Posted in Family, life, Opinion, Serialized Book with tags Bob Segarini, Canada, Canadian National Railway, Canadian Pacific Railway, Cavers, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Dryden, Eagle Lake, Elsie MacGill, English River, Fort William, Grand Trunk Railway, Highway 61, Hudson's Bay Company, Hurricane Bomber, Jacques de Noyon, Jaimie Vernon, John Dryden, Kakabeka Falls, Kama, Kaministiquia, Kenora, Lake Superior, Lakehead Region, National Transcontinental Railway, Ojibwe, Pierre de La Vérendrye, Port Arthur, Portage-aux-Rats, road trip, Sir Wilfred Laurier, Sleeping Giant, Thor, Thunder Bay, Trans-Canada Highway, Wannange Lake on August 3, 2020 by segariniGRAN’S CANADA HIGHWAY – EPISODE 4: ONTARI-ARI-ARI-O by Jaimie Vernon
Posted in Family, life, Opinion, Review, Serialized Book with tags Big Nickel, Bob Segarini, Canadian Shield, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Gasoline Alley, Gordon Lightfoot, Hwy 17, Hwy 400, Jaimie Vernon, James Worthington, Kenora, NASA, Newmarket, Orillia, pre-Cambrian, Saulta Ste. Marie, Skylark, Sudbury, Temagami, the moon, Thunder Bay, Trans-Canada Highway on July 20, 2020 by segarini
The Province of Ontario has a total area of 9,984,670 km2 of which 9,000,000 km2 is either farmland, forest or impenetrable igneous rock which geologists have affectionately named The Canadian (Precambrian) Shield; Not to be confused with the post-Cambrian, menopausal-Cambrian or bi-Cambrian Shields. In the 1960s, NASA sent astronauts to Sudbury’s nickel mine slag heaps to do practice runs on its hostile terrain because it made for a close approximation of the surface of the Moon. When they actually got to the Moon, much to NASA’s surprise, there were no nickel miners to be found.
GRAN’S CANADA HIGHWAY – EPISODE 1 by Jaimie Vernon
Posted in Family, life, Opinion, Review, Serialized Book with tags 1975, A Motor Tour of Canada, All-Red Route., Banff, Canada, Diefenbaker, Ektakrome, Fernweh, Halifax, Henry Ford, Highway 17, Hudson's Bay Company, Jack Haney, Jasper, Kenora, Kodachrome, Kodak, Lake Superior, Newfoundland, Olds REO, Rogers Pass, Scenic Lookout, Thomas Wilby, Thunder Bay, Trans-Canada Highway, Victoria on June 22, 2020 by segarini
Travelogues can be a matter of personal taste, and I expect that this one is no exception. However, I’d like to think that setting my family’s road trips against the backdrop of Canada’s geographically challenging countryside, and history, will not only entertain but maybe, hopefully, inspire others to do the same. [once we’re free to travel again, of course].
JAIMIE VERNON – MY SUMMER HOLIDAY 1975: PART 2
Posted in Opinion with tags Atikokan, Bob Segarini, Cree, DBAWIS. Canadian Music Thunder Bay, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Dryden, Fort William, goose, Holiday Inn, Husky the Muskie, Hwy 17, Ignace, Jaimie Vernon, Kakabeka Falls, Kenora, Marathon, Moose, Ojibwe, Ontario, Port Arthur, railroad, Sioux, Terry Fox, Trans-Canada Highway, Wawa on June 13, 2015 by segarini
We continue this week with the second part to my vacation with my Grandma Vernon to celebrate the 40th anniversary of my awakening as a world traveler. We begin with a western push out of Sault Ste. Marie toward Thunder Bay, Ontario and BEYOND!
JAIMIE VERNON – MY SUMMER HOLIDAY 1975 – PART 1
Posted in Opinion with tags Big Nickel, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music Trans Canada Highway, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Expo 67, Jaimie Vernon, Kenora, Lake Huron, Lake Superior, moon landing, NASA, North Bay, Ontario, Orillia, Port Arthur, road trip, Route 17, Sault Ste. Marie, Skylark, Sudbury, Summer Holiday, Theselon, Three's A Crowd, Thunder Bay, Travel, WW2 on June 6, 2015 by segarini
For those remotely following along at home you may know that my current day gig is to impersonate a security guard at cemeteries around Toronto. On Sunday and Monday nights I’m usually assigned to Pine Hills in Scarborough. Many of my relatives are buried there as I’ve posted most recently in acknowledging my mother’s mother’s 100th birthday.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 