Trip to Winnipeg

Last year I fell in love in Canada. This year I couldn’t go bike touring as I was focused on more serious things like job searching and taking care of my permanent status in Canada…I am so excited to become Canadian 🙂 Anyways, I didn’t stop exploring. I flew to Winnipeg for one week. I have heard that it is a pretty boring city. I checked this out and in my opinion is a fantastic place. A small city with a nostalgic character must be charming for the living. Warehouses converted to shops and restaurants as well as post-industrial, hand painted ghost signs create a unique climate of this place. Museum of Human Rights with unparallel architecture is one of the most significant sightseeing. The most interesting exhibition concerns Canadian history and is shocking for many people – worth to see. I am not a big fun of ZOO, but in Winnipeg, you can admire fluffy polar bears while walking in the glass tunnel – definitely worth to do it!


Finally, after such a long time, I decided to write about this. It is not an easy thing, but in my opinion,  it is essential to share my feelings with you.

The question I heard many times: Why are you doing this? Why are you biking so many kilometres alone? Aren’t you scared??

I found out that answering this question is pretty tough for me…

At first, it pushed me to think about this deeply. At second, I realised that it is difficult to speak it out loud and at third, I understood that the reason I did this could inspire people to change their lives.

So, why?

I remember this moment just perfectly! It was an afternoon, and I was a bit sad..staring at my computer…Why? I wanted to go for this long touring bike trip with my ex-boyfriend, that time friend (yeah everyone knows it is weird), but he didn’t agree as he wanted to challenge himself and push more during the rides. Anyways, I felt sad. I wanted to bike more and to bike to Prince Edward Island to see Anna’s Green Gable House. I felt that now I can not do this.

It sounds silly, but it was a spark, just one fantastic thought which suddenly came to my mind and changed everything…

“You can do this by yourself, and you don’t need anyone!”

Although, a first glance, it seems to be simple, silly, easy…when you start thinking deeply…it is not. Well, there is a deep bottom of this sentence, which might be hard to catch up.

At this particular moment, I realised how much I relied on other people in my life. How many times I was willing to do something, and I didn’t because there was nobody with whom I could do it. Nowadays it is a sad thing, but at that time I didn’t think about that at all.

Moreover, I had no idea how common this problem is until I went to some out-topic networking meeting and I told this story to another girl. It was this weird exercises that they ask you to speak about your hobbies…somehow…I opened myself, and I briefly described my story. I was shocked by women reaction. They felt inspired and wanted to take action, get rid of traps…

That was a blast.

It looks like a typical women problem regardless of nationality: Polish, Canadian or others. It is hard to believe. Such a huge culture difference…and the same issues.

Let’s go back to the topic. At this afternoon I found out that I can do everything I want, just everything. I can do it by myself, or I can find strangers to join if this is necessary.

This one particular moment changed my life. I decided to go on a bike trip to PEI by myself. Immediately I bought a new bike and started planning. It was a middle of June, I had around one month which is a little time to collect equipment and blueprint a trip, but I made it.

Wasn’t it scary? It was! Of course, it was! I didn’t know what I was doing even though I biked many kilometres that year.

The first night at the campsite?  I was shaking and talking to my little toy, MinionJ. That doesn’t sound normal at all. What’s more, for a couple of first days my socks stunk like crazy. It never happens before. It was just stress and went away after a few days of biking.

Although I had great support from my family and friends, it was as though, mentally and physically. What was the rice I got?

Every incredible, breathtaking view behind the corner: amazing, unreplaceable feeling and every sunset I saw. These are my prizes an also this small thought which is sitting inside me now: I can do what I want! I can do this!


Day 5: Annie Campsite to Causapscal


The most difficult day started very nice 🙂 I have to admit that temperature comfort was much better than in the previous day. It was around 13 C 😉 I packed my staff quickly, had a nice talk with a young mum (in a washroom 😉 who used to bike touring before having kids. I made a delicious coffee and run quickly to the beach to see the sunrise. I spent a couple minute delighting in the morning and pictures view.


But no time to waste, the road is calling…I jumped on my bike and start pedaling…it was foggy and heavy clouds were just waiting to release water. I made a short break at a gas station. I bought some candies and snacks to refill my fuel. At this point, I left a busy highway leading to Gaspe Penisula, thinking that I left hills behind…I was wrong 😛 Suddenly, out of the blue I faced the first hill…stopped..took of a few layers of my clothing hoping that it is the only one, so terribly steep hill on my way…but it was just the first of maaannnyyy :))


Alone in the middle of nowhere…foreign country…just a forest and you, sometimes you can only hear a chainsaw and see crazy log trucks rushing without any cares. It can be scary. How to survive? The is only one method. Don’t think! Enjoy, even when is hard. Turn on your radio and pedal harder.


Why? Because there is a small secret: after every uphill is a downhill (remember about having good breaks) and the most important for me…incredible, breathtaking views, which appear around the corner or on the top of the hill. It is worth to do all this effort in order to see it an be so close to nature. It is an unforgettable feeling.

Overall I was strong! I didn’t cry…but only at the begging 🙂 oh but everyone cries!


The road quality was pretty bad so I took a few breaks to rest and play with Minion – a good excuse to make a break 😛

I started crying at the end of the day though! When my energy evaporated due to lack of calories what I figured out after dinner. I just stopped and couldn’t go farther I could only cry..seeing that I missed the campsite…


Finally, I reached Causapascal very well known from salomon fishing. I met a guy from the local museum who told me a few words about this place. I was nice to talk to someone. More information:

When I found the campsite, I was exhausted, my brain was working really slow and it took me about one hour to choose a spot! I stayed at a tiny river which was lovely and scary the same time. They told me that there only rabbits, no bears, so I could sleep tightly. I remember that morning was freezing cold, around 6C.

I made 92 km being disappointed that I couldn’t do more. Today I think it was a lot, I had a knee pain, my bike was nonprepared for hills and I should be happy and proud of myself that I did it.


I have to mention that I had a great support from my family and friends who track my ride every day and sent me nice messages (possible due to Garmin live track feature). Thanks a lot for that!!! It was unexpected and I loved it. It gave me strength and faith.



Recently, I’ve visited a gorgeous park in Gatineau, prepared especially for Canada 150! It is a park full of sculptures covered by alive plants and flowers presenting Canadian symbols and history. People spent more than 3 months on building them. It is a real art connect with music and water. The similar thing you can see in Botanical Garden in Montreal. To get to the park you had to wait in a very long line, as it is a popular place for families, but for sure it is worth it 🙂 What’s more, I met there Anne of Green Gables!

Niedawno odwiedzialam niesamowity park przygotowany w Gatineu w tym roku z okzaji 150 lecia zjednoczenia Kanady. Jest to zbior niesamowitch rzezb, pokrytych zywymi roslinami i kwiatami, przedstawiajacych kanadyjskie symbole i historie. Niezwykle dzielo sztuki polaczone z muzyka i wodospadami. Podobne rzezby mozna ogladac co roku w Ogrodzie Botanicznym w Montrealu.  Do praku przychodza cale rodzi i ogromna liczba ludzi, totez trzeba odstac swoje w kolejce do wejscia, ale na pewno warto! Spotkalam  tam Anie z Zielonego Wzgorza!

Here, in the short movie, you can see how sculptures are creating:

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