Cyclists know what a town sign signifies, a time to throw it into your big ring and hammer to the line in the hopes of winning the sprint finish into a sprawling metropolis like Wellesley, Crosshill, or Lisbon. I'm thinking of doing a series of these town signs, rural Ontario sort of has a hold on me it seems...
I also found this nicely balanced farm on a dirt road I usually use to avoid the highway. There's a nice little gravel climb at the end, and at the top there's this farm.
