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I bumped across bike route maps on the Internet for a city I grew up in southern Ontario, as a kid and teen. I also went to university for first 2 years before transferring to a different one out of town.
It's strange to look at these bike maps now and think: if only these bike routes had existed back then I might have done way more cycling. Back then, there were no signed bike routes anywhere.
It feels like wierd, looking at a very familiar place that is being transformed --alot.
My Personal blog on cycling & other favourite passions.
遙知馬力日久見人心 Over a long distance, you learn about the strength of your horse; over a long period of time, you get to know what’s in a person’s heart.