# 31 – November 15, 2018

  20-years-ago today I was in Chaplin, Saskatchewan, about 150 kilometres west of Regina. Out on the Trans-Canada Highway the wind is now a constant problem. The temperature has dipped to below minus 20 and I am wearing the balaclava that I haven’t worn since Day 1 in Newfoundland. We are a little over 600…

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# 30 – November 8, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Regina, Saskatchewan. We were in province number eight. The Trans-Canada Highway took me through a lot of little places I had never heard of before. I only have recent statistics to go by, so you’ll just have to imagine how small these places were  back in 1998. Fleming, Saskatchewan, population…

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#29 – November 1, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Virden, Manitoba, almost 300 kilometres west of Winnipeg.  The daily routine on the Trans-Canada Highway, which starts each morning with a 360-degree look to the horizon, is very repetitious. We have moved our start time on the road back a half hour to 8:00 a.m. to take advantage of the…

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#28 – October 25, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Portage La Prairie, Manitoba. I have now been on the road for seven months and we are well into province number seven. There are grey clouds on the horizon. Winter is not that far away. If you have been following along with these weekly postings, you might recall that I…

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#27 – October 17, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Hadashville, Manitoba, having crossed the Ontario-Manitoba border a couple of days earlier. We are now in province number seven. When we left Kenora a couple of days ago, I passed the giant billboard showcasing Husky the Musky. In the 53 kilometres of Trans-Canada Highway from Kenora to the Manitoba border…

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#26 – October 10, 2018

20-years-ago today I passed through the little town of Vermillion Bay, between Dryden and Kenora. I say ‘passed through’ because in the past few days there has been little to look at other than the highway, logging trucks and lot of trees and rock. Passing through Dryden, I remembered the solid writing that the London…

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#25 – October 4, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Upsala, Ontario, 142 kilometres west of Thunder Bay. Upsala, which came into being in 1882 is another of those little towns that was an important fuel and water stop for trains travelling the newly constructed Canadian Pacific Railway system. The town was named after Uppsala, Sweden, reflecting the Scandinavian and…

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# 24 – September 27, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Thunder Bay, Ontario and ‘turning the corner’ as we headed northwest toward the Ontario-Manitoba border after making the almost month long sweep around the top of Lake Superior. Time and distance were always on my mind. On the afternoon of September 27th, I passed the 5,000- kilometre mark. I was…

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# 23 – September 20, 2018

20-years-ago today, on the 20th of September 1998 I was in Terrace Bay, Ontario. It was my 166th day on the road. Terrance Bay sits on the extreme north shore of Lake Superior and gets its name from a series of lake terraces formed as the water level of Lake Superior lowered following the last…

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# 22 – September 12, 2018

Twenty-years-ago today, I was on the Trans-Canada Highway at White River, Ontario. The little town was set up as a rail stop by the Canadian Pacific Railway in 1885. White River was an important stop to take on coal and water. It’s hard to believe in today’s speed hungry world that White River was only…

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# 21 – September 4, 2018

20-years-ago today, I was back on the Trans-Canada Highway, chalking up distance in what is now officially the second half of my attempt to walk across Canada. At the end of the day we are at St. Joseph Island, heading toward Sault Ste. Marie. In all the time I have spent on the road, I…

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# 20 – August 29, 2018

20-years-ago today was a banner day. It was my 145th day on the road, and as we passed through the little town of Massey, Ontario just west of Espanola, we spray painted some numbers on the Trans-Canada Highway. This was officially the half-way mark. I had completed 4,151 kilometres and had another 4,151 kilometres to…

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# 19 – August 21, 2018

20-years-ago today I was on Highway 69 at Parry Sound. It was my 136th day since starting in St. John’s, Newfoundland and I was back on the road after a setback. This was the week that I hit the wall. No one ever saw the amount of work that went into keeping me going. The…

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# 18 – August 14, 2018

20-years-ago today I was on Highway Six and passing through Mount Forest as we pushed on toward the cottage country of Muskoka. I thought it would become quieter along the road after shaking so many hands in southwestern Ontario. I couldn’t have been more wrong. We were heading toward Collingwood and saying goodbye to southern…

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# 17 – August 8, 2018

20-years-ago-today was my 122nd day on the road and I had reached London, my home town. It had been four months since I dipped the toes of my running shoes in the cold water of the Atlantic Ocean in St. John’s, Newfoundland and set out to walk across Canada at the age of 52. There’s…

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# 16 – August 1, 2018

20-years-ago today – I experienced another flashback. It was my 115th day on the road and we had reached Toronto. Maybe it was the heat of summer that had my mind take me back to two moments that will be with me as long as I live. The first was to 1995 when I pushed…

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# 15 – July 25, 2018

20-years-ago today I was passing by CFB Trenton, east of Toronto. As our little cavalcade moved along the steel fence that separated the highway from the military base, we could hear the constant roar of giant cargo planes, all painted military green, as they lifted into the air. We could also hear the sound of…

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# 14 – July 17, 2018

20-years-ago today marked my 100th day on the road since I dipped the toes of my running shoes in the Atlantic Ocean in St. John’s, Newfoundland back in April. I am now in Brockville, Ontario after being in Ottawa a couple of days earlier. It’s another hot and steamy day at 32 degrees Celsius, no…

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# 13 – July 10, 2018

20-years-ago today I started my day in Saint Timothee, Quebec. It was my 92nd day on the road and it would be my final day in province number five. I was walking with my friend Mario Chioini, the 39-year-old French Canadian school teacher from Central Collegiate in London, who spent 21-days guiding us through Quebec…

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# 12 – July 3, 2018

Twenty-years-ago, Canada Day fell on a Wednesday as I made my way along Highway 132 which hugs the south shore of the St. Lawrence River. The highway winds its way through the villages of Berniere-St-Nicolas, St-Antoine-de-tilly, St-Pierre-les-Becquets and Ste-Angele-de-Laval on route to Montreal. Passing through these villages, the little houses are painted all the colours…

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# 11 – June 27, 2018

20-years-ago this week I was making my way through the little villages along Highway 132 on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River. We began the week in Montmagny, about 50 kilometres east of Quebec City. This is where the salt water of the Atlantic Ocean pretty much comes to an end. There is…

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# 10 – June 21, 2018

20-years-ago today it was the longest day of the year and it was also day number 71 on the road. I finished the day in Riviere-du-Loup, Quebec. In the evening as I looked north across the St. Lawrence River, I was happy that we were now in province number five. As we pushed west on…

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# 9 – June 14, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Perth-Andover, New Brunswick alongside the St. John River heading toward Quebec and province number five. Along the Trans-Canada I could hear gunfire through the trees as we passed CFB Gagetown. I just assumed the shots were coming from the practice range and that they weren’t aimed toward the highway! There…

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# 8 – May 30, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Sackville, New Brunswick after crossing the Confederation Bridge on my 50th day on the road. This structure, which is 60 metres above sea level at its highest point is the world’s longest bridge over ice-covered water. It’s an engineering marvel, but its operators were not about to cut us any…

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# 7 – May 24, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Halifax, Nova Scotia preparing to make the crossing to Prince Edward Island and province number three. Coming into Halifax, the RCMP officer behind me honked his horn to point out the cemetery where some of those who were lost in the 1912 sinking of the Titanic are buried. I had…

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# 6 – May 17, 2018

20-years-ago today I reached New Glasgow, Nova Scotia on my 38th day on the road. I had arrived in North Sydney, Nova Scotia a week earlier and made my way south along the edge of Lake Bras d’Or, which is actually an inland sea, of partially fresh/salt water in the centre of Cape Breton. With…

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# 5 – May 10, 2018

20-years-ago today was a good news-bad news kind of day. The bad news is the driving rain and incredibly high winds sweeping across the highway at a place called Wreck House on the west coast of Newfoundland all the way down into Port-aux-Basques, the departure point for Cape Breton. The good news is that we…

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# 4 – May 3, 2018

20-years-ago today was my 24th day on the road and I had reached Stephenville, Newfoundland after passing through Corner Brook on the more mountainous western side of Newfoundland. At one-time Stephenville was the largest United States airbase in the world, not located on American soil. But that was long ago. It was raining, dark and…

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# 3 – April 26, 2018

(Editor’s Note: Just before I write my 20-years-ago today piece, I want to thank all those who attended the anniversary gala in London on April 10th. We premiered a new documentary at that time and we had greetings from Ottawa. I am providing the links for these pieces in the hope that you will enjoy…

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# 2 – April 18, 2018

20-years-ago today it was constant rain and bitter cold as I moved along the Trans-Canada Highway, finishing my day in Glovertown, Newfoundland. It’s been a soggy week. My soaking wet wind suit has been flapping tight against my body like a flag snapping in a stiff wind. The rain is always there and eventually it…

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# 1 – April 10, 2018

As I promised you, this is the first of the weekly postings as I look back at the walk across Canada that began 20 years ago today. So here we go! This is it. Day number one in St. John’s, Newfoundland. After seven months of training, today the distance really starts to mean something. Looking…

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Anniversary Posting #2

20 years ago today, I was just under 40 days away from the beginning of one of the biggest challenges of my life — the walk across Canada. My goal was to raise money for research into finding a treatment and eventually a cure for Duchenne muscular dystrophy, a disease that robs parents of their…

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Anniversary Posting #1

20 years ago today, before there was a Family Day, I was in training and I was exactly 50 days away from the start of my attempt to walk across Canada. I intended to make a difference in the lives of all those boys just like Jesse – kids who suffer from Duchenne muscular dystrophy.…

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