Originally Posted by Canuman
Look at a map. Somewhere, there will be a note, "Here there be dragons." It's where the roads run out. Buncha passive-aggressive Hockey twats up there, deeply embedded in logging culture, socialism, trout fishing, and the Grey Cup. I can't figure the place out myself, except that they have excellent coffee and you can find a four-star hotel in the ass-end of nowhere. No one has ever pulled a gun on me north of the US border. I like that.
Canadian Whiskey, however? Let's talk.
And the beer sucks! (see John Candy line at a hockey game in the Canadian Bacon movie.)
Any of you American riders coming up to Canada for the first time should first watch Canadian Bacon.