12215 Dave Mowat pays tribute to classmate 12164 John Dixon

12215 Dave Mowat pays tribute to classmate 12164 John Dixon

Article by: 12215 Dave Mowat

Most “normal” people when they retire look forward to relaxing and puttering around the house or maybe going for a long overdue European or Caribbean vacation.  Not 12164 John Dixon.  The 61-year old former RCAF pilot decided instead to embark on an extremely long and arduous bicycle ride across the continent, literally from coast to coast, starting when he dipped a tire in the ocean in Stanley Park in Vancouver back on the 16th of July.  Did he have a Forrest Gump moment and just decide to hop on a bike and head out on an endless road east?  No.  The moment for him came when a pilot friend, 13687 Jim Ryan, was suddenly rendered a quadriplegic after he broke his neck in a freak accident.  That terrible incident reminded him of how fragile life is and how important it is to live life to the fullest while you still can.  He also knew that the Canadians who would understand this the most were the soldiers, sailors and airmen physically or mentally injured while serving their country, so he decided to undertake the bike ride in their name and in the process help them out by raising money for Wounded Warriors.  He wanted to add a donation button for Jim, but Jim would not hear of it, preferring that all of the monies go directly to the Warrior program.

John is the prototypical retired military airline pilot, like Sully from Miracle on the Hudson – very calm, level-headed and results-oriented.  Aside from a few family and friends, he pretty much started the journey without “us”, no doubt because he had to have wondered whether he could really do this – it is one thing for the mind to be highly motivated, but a whole different thing wondering whether an aging body will actually hold up to the rigours of several months on a bike. There is also a certain modesty about the magnitude of the one’s own mission – would anybody really be interested?  Fortunately, for “us”, his son Mike set up a great website – pedalpilot.net – as a way of allowing his progress to be tracked and also to allow donations to be made electronically.  I imagine his wife Anna-Marie thought he was just a little bit crazy and may have wondered whether this was a long overdue mid-life crisis.  However, she was very supportive and in fact accompanied him through the Rockies to Calgary, before needing to head back home to Nova Scotia to keep the home fires burning.

For the rest of “us”, we first heard about John’s ride from our Class of 79 Secretary, 12173 Rich Gimblett, after Anna-Marie forwarded the article posted on e-Veritas.


By that time, he was past Calgary and heading in to Saskatchewan. I remember being so impressed that he had even made it through the mountains at his age.  I wondered about his proposed route through Ontario, but learned that he was not wanting to think that far ahead – did not even want to allow himself to think about that beautiful light at the end of the tunnel.  I knew that must have meant he was hurting quite a bit by then.  Nevertheless, we could tell from his regular dispatches that many people were starting to get onboard and getting excited about what he was doing – some even coming out for a ride with him or some offering him a real roof over his head, a warm bed, a hearty supper and a send off breakfast. Among those were several Ex-cadets and their spouses including 12155 Ed and Rita Beth (Moose Jaw), 10615 Charles and Doreen Pym (Winnipeg), 10455 Jacques and Johanne Michaud (Montreal), and 21355 Eric and Marie-Claude Folmer (Jacques’s daughter) (Fredericton).

Other former CF members also pitched in to help along the way, including Kevin Small who accompanied him for some 750 kms and Rick Regan who downed tools at his bike shop in Kingston to complete some emergency bike repairs.

It had been some 37 years since I had last seen John, in Moose Jaw, so I did not know a lot of those people he met along the way, including many of his civilian aviation colleagues.  That is, until I read that he had hooked up with another of our classmates 12200 Glen MacKay in Duluth on the southern route.  Glen had driven all the way up from North Carolina, a 20 hour drive, so he could then ride with him to Montreal.  Turns out that they ended up coming by Kingston after all – and you know that modesty I talked about? It showed up again when he asked me if our offer a month earlier to host them was still stood, giving us all kinds of outs if our schedule did not fit theirs.  Here he was approaching the 5,000 km mark, obviously bone tired and hurting and yet he was still worried in case they might “inconvenience” us.    For me and my wife Brenda, who works at RMC, we were actually thrilled to do our little part to make this happen.

I thought I was impressed before their arrival but I quickly learned that what he was doing was even more impressive than I thought.  First, although several people generously provided them over night accommodation, and home-cooked meals, in fact John more often than not camped overnight in a small tent and therefore needed to carry all that equipment with him.  The weight alone eventually broke the back tire on Glen’s bike – he literally had spokes sticking out by the time he was picked up in Napanee.  Later, on the Thousand Island Parkway, after we caught up with him, I lifted John’s bike and was shocked at the weight – I figured it must have weighed close to 100 lbs, which would have made pedalling tough enough on the straight and narrow, but add in headwinds and hills and you get a whole different perspective.  Second, John was not able to ride on the Trans Canada in many sections, including all of Ontario, so he had to do only side roads which made the journey longer and inevitably much bumpier, a testament to which is the fact that Kevin had to repair his tire at least five times after riding on those roads.  While there are some great bike trails in Canada, especially in Quebec as he learned, the reality is that most of the side roads do not have decent shoulders, let alone paved shoulders and are not as well maintained as the main roads [read: lots of pot holes], creating a much riskier bike ride with cars literally inches away (I can say that now that he is done ….).  Third, he rode a lot of the time alone – you have to be fiercely determined to be able to put all those creeping thoughts and doubts aside when facing wind, rain and hills, combined with pain in pretty much every joint.

One of the great things about John’s journey was that he was able to visit all kinds of small towns along the way, with their quintessentially Canadian quirks, something which he was very careful to document in the blog maintained by Mike.  Along the way, he managed to get a Twitter shout out from former Blue Jay, Greg Zaun and mention in several papers, including the Intelligencer in his home town of Belleville, as well as TV spot on Atlantic CTV News when he got home.


So, some 75 days after he dipped a tire in the Pacific, and almost 6500 kms later, on the 29th of September, with the help of his son-in-law RCAF pilot Matt Dukowski, he dipped his tire in the Atlantic, and officially completed his amazing ride.  In typical military fashion, that was a day ahead of plans, and was rewarded with a well-deserved beer with Matt.  He has raised $11,400 to date, far surpassing his initial goal of $2,500, but he has decided to leave the donation button open on the blog until the end of October in case anyone else might be motivated by his ride to donate to this very worthy cause.  pedalpilot.net

Well done John!


  • Glen Mackay

    October 10, 2017 at 12:06 pm

    David, what a wonderful and eloquent tribute to a truly dedicated, fit, generous, and driven 79er. Surely Canadian citizens cannot help but be inspired and proud of their current and former CF personnel upon hearing of such stories.

  • nancy walker

    October 12, 2017 at 2:05 pm

    I always read e-Veritas when it arrives in my box and look to see what is happening since my son arrived at RMC 2 years ago. The picture with Fall River in it caught my eye as I am from close to there, and also the author’s name. Dave, are you originally from Dartmouth? Great story!

  • Marc Fraser 12169

    October 16, 2017 at 12:34 pm

    Great article guys – John looks the same as the day he got married and I was part of the honour guard !! Kudos to you again John !!