Forks of the Credit — Riding Ontario's Best Twisties with Local Legend Aurangzeb

Canada 2025, and today I'm riding with a guy who is part biker, part gentleman, part family man. Meet Aurangzeb of Lahore Farms near Fort Erie — Harley-Davidson owner, bike enthusiast, and father of the cutest young daughter who's already got the heart of a road warrior. He didn't just ride here. He brought the gear, the crew, the whole vibe: truck, trailer, Harley, family. Scroll his Instagram or TikTok and you'll see he's built a following speaking the language of steel, chrome and community. So this wasn't just a ride. It was arrival, friendship and scenery.

The Route: Smiles per Mile

The plan: Milton to Forks of the Credit to Belfountain to the Badlands, Terra Cotta, and back. The GPS said 143 kilometres and nearly 2,000 metres of elevation gain, but bikers know it's never about the distance — it's about the number of smiles per mile. We fired up from Milton and headed north into Halton Hills, farmland giving way to forest, with more curves than a Bollywood dance number.

Belfountain — Where Coffee Becomes Community

Belfountain Conservation Area has a suspension bridge, waterfalls, and a cafe that magically transforms into a biker convention. Nearly a hundred bikes lined up, exhaust notes mixing like a rock band warming up, chrome glinting, leather creaking, caffeine flowing. You don't just grab coffee here — you grab community. Word of warning: leave your helmet unattended too long and someone might fill it with poutine.

The Forks of the Credit hairpin — a perfect 180° turn, tight, scenic, and just scary enough to make you whisper a prayer in your helmet.

Then came the moment: the famous hairpin. From the front cam you see the apex, the curve hugging the cliff, trees overhead, the lean. From the rear, the road swallowing riders whole. This is where the elevation spikes — from around 160 metres at Milton to over 400 at the ridge line. No wonder local bikers call the whole stretch a roller coaster. That hairpin felt like hugging your favourite pillow, if your pillow were made of asphalt.

Mars, Tacos and the Golden Loop Home

Not far away lie the Cheltenham Badlands — rolling red shale that looks like Mars after a Canadian snow plow went over it. Film a sci-fi movie here and nobody would notice. Through Terra Cotta Conservation Area, then out into wide farmland: one minute Jurassic Park, the next Little House on the Prairie, with Harleys and BMWs. The midway fuel stop was for the bellies, not the bikes — fish tacos with riverside views, kids running around, helmets off and stories on. For the record, tacos taste 47% better when eaten in riding boots.

At sunset we turned back, the loop closing southbound through Halton Hills with the sun dipping gold over the farmland. Aurangzeb strapped down his Harley like a prize stallion, the family loaded up, and I just stood there thinking: this is biking. Roads, friends, food, family and hairpins. The story continued at his farm — the Niagara River ride — and if group-riding etiquette on roads like these interests you, the hand signals guide is required reading.

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