Voir en français Imagine swinging a pickaxe, everyday, for months on end, knowing that at some point people on two wheels will really appreciate it. The road builders were true craftsmen who carved out the ribbons of the delicious twistiness that are enjoyed by all riders today. Another type of craftsman has emerged in Ontario’s Highlands and is delivering a different type of deliciousness… that of craft beer and cider.
Ride the Highlands would not be what it is without the locals who make up our communities’ very colourful personality. If you can’t tell, we love our locals and how welcoming they are to you, our two-wheeled guests. It’s not rare for riders to meet a local who is keen to strike up a conversation, tell you about the area and give you insider tips. To show how awesome our
Voir en français You can often sense it before it arrives on the calendar. Your bike knows it too. Crisp autumn air, the crunch of a few fallen leaves and suddenly it’s Fall. Some of the best riding is right before your eyes, and throttle. The Ontario’s Highlands region cuts a swath smack dab through the heart of massive tracts of deciduous forests. This includes many fall colour rock stars,
Voir en Francis Fresh black top, hot sun, BBQ’s and patios with bikes parked out front. There’s nothing sweeter than spending summer on your bike. The tantalizing smells of charcoal BBQ and treats. After a long glorious day on the road, devouring handcrafted, delicious food is mouthwatering. Summer is always too short, that’s why we’ve made your life easier with the list of “Must Experience” BBQ & Baked Goods locations
It’s been a long winter staring at your motorcycle, which has been put away for the season…waiting and waiting for the first signs of spring. There’s no better sight than when you notice the snow melting and the cheeky bare pavement starts to show. It teases you and starts to get you thinking about the season ahead. A few good April showers and the roads will be yours to ride.
Riding a motorcycle leaves you very exposed to the elements, but there always seems to be this blanket of friendliness that surrounds you no matter where you are touring. You pull into a gas station to refuel and almost always a complete stranger comes over to chat about where you have been, where you are going and, of course, your bike. Kids on bicycles, trikes or scooters always wave as