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Ditched the silly big blowmolded case for my new torque wrench. The toolbox is much like the garage in that square footage is precious. If I was packing the wrench on a bike trip sure but just to ride slowly back and forth in a drawer seems like overkill.

A wise friend says "borrow for what you need and pay cash for what you want". Most people don't know the difference.

I agree 100%. I also believe everyone of those could be avoided or greatly reduced with simple common sense.

A short course in school on how interest works and the effect of various rates should be mandatory in my mind.

I don't buy it. Financial literacy is basically grade 6 math. If you make $100 you shouldn't spend $150.

The Ol Boy used to buy Rupp sleds and mini bikes from Snow City way back in the '70s.

Did this in Stratford, last fall I think it was. Pretty basic stuff but they did show how to remove a helmet safely if you need to.

Obviously must have known and forgotten 'cause we just got a $49.11 Etransfer.

Nothing says love like letting your girlfriend scratch your bike.

Already have the hotel booked for next August. Hoping to spend a day at the Ramsey hairpin this time.

Those pack up small but I've seen a couple fail on trips with my buddies. May have been knock offs.

https://www.homedepot.ca/product/marathon-5-x-8-kit-trailer/1001786691

When the Squeeze and I travelled on the Wing I always wondered if I should cover the bike at night. The thought being if it's under a cover it worth protecting and hence worth stealing.

I bought the 5x8 kit trailer from Home depot. Lots of bolts but it's cheap and works well.

That's why old logging roads are so awesome - never ending wood supply.

Here' the perfect motocamping chair. After a long ride you need something that you can lean back in with a drink holder...

Campgrounds are OK but can also be costly. When we travel north we tend to rough or vagrant camp. Abandoned quarries or old logging roads are good (old logging roads means tons of available firewood). Sometimes we head down a gravel road and just look for a place where no one will bother you...

Buzzed down the cedar "squirrel elevators" at each corner of the house. Manged to leave a little bit of each and the house doesn't look as naked as I feared.

You would be amazed. I've pulled many forks apart and they are ALWAYS filled with a silver tinted brown soup. Even when a fork seal goes early and you pop it apart thinking this won't be too bad I did this not lone ago, yet it is.

Looks like my only problem was a bad battery. FFS!