Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Day 29 – Distance: 160.13 km
Souris to Haywood, MB
Well, I didn’t really intend to do a “century” today, but that’s how it worked out! Because of the time change, we slept in a bit, and left our tents etc. out to dry, as Monique had offered to put them away. Since it was her last day, she wanted to organize her things, and put her tent away dry so she wouldn’t have to fuss when she got home. The intention originally was that she would join us for biking a little later. That all changed after we left at 8:30, as it started to make more sense to her that she also take apart “bleuet” (her bike) and pack it into its bike bag.
The day was really a perfect one; the sun was shining all day, but it wasn’t too hot. The highway was a two-lane one, but the traffic was very light, and the wind was behind us. I soon left Cassie behind; she wasn’t feeling well, as it turned out, but of course I didn’t know that until later. The Manitoba countryside was beautiful; only one hill all day. I had fun doing a photo op at a little place called “Holland”, complete of course with the requisite windmill.
Monique and Adele, with Cassie, picked me up at 4:00, about 70 km from Winnipeg, and off we headed to the Delta in downtown Winnipeg. We arrived about 5:30, and laughed at the faces of the bellhops, as they saw us pull up with the van loaded to the hilt. We did manage to get all of Monique’s things in, and got our bikes put into security, before heading up for showers and wine before dinner.
When we got back, Monique told us a scary story, so I hope we can all sleep tonight (all about a miser who had his amputated leg replaced with a gold one, and after he died, of course the local boys tried to dig it out…)
Well, we’ll be missing her like stink tomorrow, but in the meantime, for tonight, she has kept us laughing and cheerful. I can hardly wait until Moncton (or Grand Barachois, to be more specific). All the more reason to be keep pedaling.
Rant: Cars (or trucks) passing each other on two lane highways, when there’s a cyclist coming in the other direction. We’re vehicles, people – cut us some slack! Of course, anyone reading this blog is well aware of cyclists, and treats us well.
Souris to Haywood, MB
Well, I didn’t really intend to do a “century” today, but that’s how it worked out! Because of the time change, we slept in a bit, and left our tents etc. out to dry, as Monique had offered to put them away. Since it was her last day, she wanted to organize her things, and put her tent away dry so she wouldn’t have to fuss when she got home. The intention originally was that she would join us for biking a little later. That all changed after we left at 8:30, as it started to make more sense to her that she also take apart “bleuet” (her bike) and pack it into its bike bag.
The day was really a perfect one; the sun was shining all day, but it wasn’t too hot. The highway was a two-lane one, but the traffic was very light, and the wind was behind us. I soon left Cassie behind; she wasn’t feeling well, as it turned out, but of course I didn’t know that until later. The Manitoba countryside was beautiful; only one hill all day. I had fun doing a photo op at a little place called “Holland”, complete of course with the requisite windmill.
Monique and Adele, with Cassie, picked me up at 4:00, about 70 km from Winnipeg, and off we headed to the Delta in downtown Winnipeg. We arrived about 5:30, and laughed at the faces of the bellhops, as they saw us pull up with the van loaded to the hilt. We did manage to get all of Monique’s things in, and got our bikes put into security, before heading up for showers and wine before dinner.
When we got back, Monique told us a scary story, so I hope we can all sleep tonight (all about a miser who had his amputated leg replaced with a gold one, and after he died, of course the local boys tried to dig it out…)
Well, we’ll be missing her like stink tomorrow, but in the meantime, for tonight, she has kept us laughing and cheerful. I can hardly wait until Moncton (or Grand Barachois, to be more specific). All the more reason to be keep pedaling.
Rant: Cars (or trucks) passing each other on two lane highways, when there’s a cyclist coming in the other direction. We’re vehicles, people – cut us some slack! Of course, anyone reading this blog is well aware of cyclists, and treats us well.
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