Sunday was a nice day, and at about 17:00 I decided to go for a ride to Niagara. Everything went ok on the way there, things look nice in the spring. Got to go onto the hill that you can see south of the QEW, always wanted to do that.

Then it started to get dark. And before I know it some idiot turns left in front of me. Luckily he saw me in time and stopped turning, and I’ve slowed down enough so even if he didn’t stop I’d have been ok, but what the hell, is he blind?

A few seconds later I decided to check my headlight. Turned on the high-beam, nothing. Pulled over and sure enough the bulb is dead.

I’m 200km away from home, with not even enough cash for a motel room (and I have to go to work in the morning anyway), what do I do? I decide to try it – I rode home all the way, between 21:00 and midnight.

It didn’t take me long to decide that the QEW is the only way to go. It’s not that much faster than the smaller roads, but at least there aren’t any intersections, so I just had to watch the lane changes.

That turned out to be reasonably easy. Stayed in the middle lane most of the way – it was the slowest one so noone bothered to change into it, and I stayed behind other cars. It got a bit freaky at times where the QEW isn’t lit up – I could barely see the road.

In the end I got home with no incidents. Probably didn’t get pulled over because the cops couldn’t see me :)