Adventure Bike (Gravel, snow, pavement) 4:00:00  35.0 mi (8.8 mph)
With the rain on Wednesday night/Thursday, I thought this might be my best chance to head north and deliver my son's warm-weather sports equipment to him.
I brought my bike, intending to explore some roads and trails in and around Timmins. There was supposed to be a two hour window in the morning before the rain started, but lucky for me, it turned into 3.5 hours. I wanted to explore some back roads south of town, but they were flooded (not unexpectedly) (might be better in August).
I rode the "old road" from Timmins to Porcupine, past the Dome Goldcorp Mine. Then I jumped on the bike trail that goes back to Timmins, ready to bail back out to the road if it was sloppy like our Greenway is early in the spring. Nope, it was quite firm. And then I got into the snow. Wherever there were coniferous trees, the snow was skiable. And not rideable with my 40 mm tires. I did a lot of walking. Then the vegetation would change, and with the poplars, came bare, fully rideable trail.
The trail ran through the Porcupine XC Ski Club area, and in there, with the groomed trails and heavy coniferous cover, I walked and walked and walked. I hadn't worn my waterproof socks, and my feet were soaked from post-holing through the snow into the meltwater below. I caught up with two men walking on the trails with ski poles. I walked with them for a while, discussing skiing and bikes. They mentioned that their Porcupine club had applied for the Ontario Masters XC Ski race for 2019.
My feet were completely soaked and cold by then, but I got on trails into and then north out of town that were more rideable, so they warmed up. Then into Hersey Lake Conservation Area, where skiing or snowshoeing would have been more viable than biking. There was a lot of walking again. Ditto for the trail that starts near the hospital and heads west across town. Off and on. Push the bike. Post hole. Ride the bike gingerly over icy sections. Repeat.
The rain started about the time I got onto paved trails and suburban streets. What a tour of Timmins! At least there were no black flies.