I arrived in St. John's yesterday afternoon just in time to be at the door as Joe of Canary Bicycles was closing up for the weekend. He very helpfully delivered a bike box to the Delta where I got a room on the top floor overlooking the harbour.
On the ferry Friday night were 8 other cyclists, 5 of whom I had met somewhere along the way. We traded stories, of course, and surprisingly not one of us saw a live moose despite all the signage along the way. The scenery along Hwy #100 and #1 was unlike anything I had seen anywhere on the journey; the very stunted evergreens, granite outcroppings and small surface "ponds" reminded me of how far north Nfld is comparatively.
St. John's is a fun city, with steep streets and walkways leading away from the harbour. The "saltbox" houses are colourful and rise up from the downtown. I had to do some pleading to get my tattoo done this afternoon but Adam at Studio Maxx fitted me in at the end of his fully booked afternoon. Thanks to Dave 3 and Jim for the design...I love it!
I totalled up my distance travelled to this point and got 6918.9 km (first computation). It was done a day at a time and was a wonderful journey. Thank you to Dave and Brenda, Pat and Adele, Jim and Ute, Carol and Dave 2 for making the experience possible. You are a great group of friends.
from Yvonne
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Postscript: The Tattoo!
We all knew when we left on this very special bicycle trip that it would forever touch our lives. But only a week or so ago did we begin to discuss any kind of permanent mark to commemorate the tour.
Today we brought closure to the trip by taking a design that David developed (with lots of input from the rest of us) to a genuine tattoo parlour, going under the needle as a group and coming out with identical tattoos that we will be pleased to show to all our friends and relations.
Clover, David and Brenda's RCMP daughter, was especially delighted that we were getting tattoos. They're great for identifying bodies, she told us. There you go. Fun for ourselves and easy on our heirs! :)
Submitted by Adele, David, Pat, Brenda, Dave 2 and Carol
Today we brought closure to the trip by taking a design that David developed (with lots of input from the rest of us) to a genuine tattoo parlour, going under the needle as a group and coming out with identical tattoos that we will be pleased to show to all our friends and relations.
Clover, David and Brenda's RCMP daughter, was especially delighted that we were getting tattoos. They're great for identifying bodies, she told us. There you go. Fun for ourselves and easy on our heirs! :)
Submitted by Adele, David, Pat, Brenda, Dave 2 and Carol
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Postscript: RV Driver's Report
Always heading east, 90 -130 km a day - what a great way to see the country.
New grocery store, buying huge quantities of food that disappeared in hours - that was my daily routine.
Then, finding the next campground, a challenge because they are often not well marked, negotiating the price, another challenge, then setting up to wait for the cyclists to arrive. I set small neon cones on the road to show people where to turn in, until they were swiped. We lost three cones that way. So if the way was tricky, I would stand on the road being a human cone to wave the cyclists in.
The prettiest part of the whole trip was on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River. Several of the villages were rated in the list of the "Most beautiful towns of Quebec".
I never ceased to be amazed at what the cyclists were doing.
Submitted by Brenda.
New grocery store, buying huge quantities of food that disappeared in hours - that was my daily routine.
Then, finding the next campground, a challenge because they are often not well marked, negotiating the price, another challenge, then setting up to wait for the cyclists to arrive. I set small neon cones on the road to show people where to turn in, until they were swiped. We lost three cones that way. So if the way was tricky, I would stand on the road being a human cone to wave the cyclists in.
The prettiest part of the whole trip was on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River. Several of the villages were rated in the list of the "Most beautiful towns of Quebec".
I never ceased to be amazed at what the cyclists were doing.
Submitted by Brenda.
Hi from Yvonne, Tuesday, Cape Breton Island
It was great to see that everyone arrived in Halifax in good time. I stayed in Antigonish last night, largely because the next accommodation meant 4 more hours on the bike. I plan to take the ferry to NFLD on Friday. Looking forward to Mile Zero in St. John's. Yvonne
Postscript: Pastries of Note
One of the sub-plots of our journey was a raucus search for the best cinnamon buns in country. Here is Ute's report on the best cinnamon buns (and other treats) that we encountered en route.
Pastries of note:
Here's the report for the best cinnamon buns. Greenwood, B.C. (Greenwood Bakery?), we all agree, is "Number One" - large, lots of cinnamon and raisins. Number Two - bakery, downtown in Nelson - large, lots of cinnamon and pecans. Kate's a truck stop in Hagar, Ont. (one redeeming factor for Northern Ontario). Hers were a good 2 1/2, light and cinnamony, no raisins but lots of icing. The Atlantic Provinces were a "bust", mostly biscuit type of dough, very heavy and almost tasteless.
Now on to pies. Both of these were excellent and "neck and neck". Fresh, hand picked wild blueberries 31 kms. east of White River, Ontario at H & S Family Outfitters, as well as flaky pastry. Also "number one", raspberry pie at the Petro-Canada (Acorn) restaurant across the road from Kings Landing, N.B. Light,flaky pastry as well as fresh berry filling. Also great was their coconut cream pie.
Our last sampling ws at Rob Bitar's pizza shop,Hwy 2 Elmsdale,N.S. The carrot cake, the chocolate fudge brownie and the caramel cheese cake, were reported as "excellent"!
Pastries of note:
Here's the report for the best cinnamon buns. Greenwood, B.C. (Greenwood Bakery?), we all agree, is "Number One" - large, lots of cinnamon and raisins. Number Two - bakery, downtown in Nelson - large, lots of cinnamon and pecans. Kate's a truck stop in Hagar, Ont. (one redeeming factor for Northern Ontario). Hers were a good 2 1/2, light and cinnamony, no raisins but lots of icing. The Atlantic Provinces were a "bust", mostly biscuit type of dough, very heavy and almost tasteless.
Now on to pies. Both of these were excellent and "neck and neck". Fresh, hand picked wild blueberries 31 kms. east of White River, Ontario at H & S Family Outfitters, as well as flaky pastry. Also "number one", raspberry pie at the Petro-Canada (Acorn) restaurant across the road from Kings Landing, N.B. Light,flaky pastry as well as fresh berry filling. Also great was their coconut cream pie.
Our last sampling ws at Rob Bitar's pizza shop,Hwy 2 Elmsdale,N.S. The carrot cake, the chocolate fudge brownie and the caramel cheese cake, were reported as "excellent"!
Monday, August 18, 2008
Day 85, Aug. 18, Penthouse, Super 8 Hotel, Dartmouth, 104 km
Hey folks, we're done! We're here! We cycled from sea to sea! We are eight happy people right now. We're not sure it has sunk in yet, but we are very proud of ourselves. We are also proud of the fact that each of us cycled 7,000 km with a 100% safety record, despite the distance and especially despite the often miserable road and weather conditions. For much of the country this was the summer that didn't happen, and we were there to witness it up close and personal.
Today's ride was much easier than yesterday's, although it wasn't the ceremonial three trips around the Champs Elysees we thought it would be. The sun was shining, the wind was reasonable and the roads were relatively flat, at least until we got near the city.
Right now all eight of us are happily ensconced in this penthouse suite, a far cry from the cramped tents on wet ground we have been experiencing of late. And it is from this launching pad that we will be returning home to Victoria to reconnect with our families, friends and others.
Save the forks!!!!!
Submitted by all of us.
Today's ride was much easier than yesterday's, although it wasn't the ceremonial three trips around the Champs Elysees we thought it would be. The sun was shining, the wind was reasonable and the roads were relatively flat, at least until we got near the city.
Right now all eight of us are happily ensconced in this penthouse suite, a far cry from the cramped tents on wet ground we have been experiencing of late. And it is from this launching pad that we will be returning home to Victoria to reconnect with our families, friends and others.
Save the forks!!!!!
Submitted by all of us.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Day 84, Stone House Motel, Truro, 102 km.
Three drowned rats from yesterday's tough ride decided to wuss out and travel in the RV today. Good thing we did. The four who actually cycled here were assaulted by ferocious headwinds and lots of hills. They arrived exhausted but triumphant here in Truro. We, on the other hand enjoyed the sunshine out the window of the RV, saving ourselves for the final push tomorrow into Halifax.
We are seven now because Yvonne left us yesterday to travel solo to St. John's. She is very strong and is looking forward to being able to go at her own speed and for her own distance each day.
Tonight we celebrated the end of yet another province with our usual cake and one candle for each province down.
In case people are interested, the cyclists today were Ute and Jim, Adele and Pat. Congratulations to them. Submitted by Carol
We are seven now because Yvonne left us yesterday to travel solo to St. John's. She is very strong and is looking forward to being able to go at her own speed and for her own distance each day.
Tonight we celebrated the end of yet another province with our usual cake and one candle for each province down.
In case people are interested, the cyclists today were Ute and Jim, Adele and Pat. Congratulations to them. Submitted by Carol
Day 83, Aug. 16, Lord Selkirk Prov Park, 96 km.
The weather was a bit foggy and cloudy when we left this morning, that lifted to fine sunshine after about an hour. The route along highway 1 was hillier than we anticipated but we made good time with a handy tailwind. Just before Charlottetown we stopped at a little factory outlet mall. From there into the city was wall to wall with big box outlets, so we arrived disappointed with the city as it had recently become.
After lunch we headed toward the Lord Selkirk - lots of hills. Lo and behold, it started to rain. We stopped to put our rain gear on.
Suddenly Dave 2 said he couldn't find his cell phone. The last place we'd been was the restaurant so David said he would phone 411 to get the number so he could see if they had found it. Dave took the David's phone and got an automated message which he couldn't hear because of the traffic noise. Off he went away from the road to try again. He was away for a long time. Just before he came back, I said I hoped the phone was just lost in one of his paniers. So Jim said, "Why don't I phone Dave's number". So he did and we huddled around DAve's bike listening to hear whether his paniers rang. Instead, we saw him emerging from his quiet spot saying "Hello! Hello!" into David's phone.
By the time he got to us he realized it was his pocket that was ringing and not David's phone. Problem solved. Dave had automatically put his phone in his jacket pocket when he put on his rain gear then had promptly forgotten that he had done it. No problem. We were once again all ready to leave when Dave said "Oh no, I must have left my glasses where I was using the phone. I took them off so I could read the phone numbers." It will take him awhile to live that down.
After about 10 minutes on the road it started to rain buckets and we cycled into camp 45 minutes later totally drenched. It was the worst rainstorm we have yet cycled through. The rain kept up pretty much all night.
Our spirits soared, however, when Yvonne's friend, Donna (who lives in King City Ontario but spends her summers here) brought all the fixings for lobster dinner, including freshly caught lobster, potato salad, corn on the cob and lemon meringue pie, and we ate it all in a lovely shelter. What a great way to say goodbye to PEI after such a very short visit. Submitted by Carol.
After lunch we headed toward the Lord Selkirk - lots of hills. Lo and behold, it started to rain. We stopped to put our rain gear on.
Suddenly Dave 2 said he couldn't find his cell phone. The last place we'd been was the restaurant so David said he would phone 411 to get the number so he could see if they had found it. Dave took the David's phone and got an automated message which he couldn't hear because of the traffic noise. Off he went away from the road to try again. He was away for a long time. Just before he came back, I said I hoped the phone was just lost in one of his paniers. So Jim said, "Why don't I phone Dave's number". So he did and we huddled around DAve's bike listening to hear whether his paniers rang. Instead, we saw him emerging from his quiet spot saying "Hello! Hello!" into David's phone.
By the time he got to us he realized it was his pocket that was ringing and not David's phone. Problem solved. Dave had automatically put his phone in his jacket pocket when he put on his rain gear then had promptly forgotten that he had done it. No problem. We were once again all ready to leave when Dave said "Oh no, I must have left my glasses where I was using the phone. I took them off so I could read the phone numbers." It will take him awhile to live that down.
After about 10 minutes on the road it started to rain buckets and we cycled into camp 45 minutes later totally drenched. It was the worst rainstorm we have yet cycled through. The rain kept up pretty much all night.
Our spirits soared, however, when Yvonne's friend, Donna (who lives in King City Ontario but spends her summers here) brought all the fixings for lobster dinner, including freshly caught lobster, potato salad, corn on the cob and lemon meringue pie, and we ate it all in a lovely shelter. What a great way to say goodbye to PEI after such a very short visit. Submitted by Carol.
Day 82, August 15, Sun & Shade, Confederation Bridge, PEI, 94 km
Today we crossed another provincial boundary and celebrated with our usual cake and candles, one for each province conquered.
We left Moncton with a tailwind and maintained high speeds on Highway 1 to Shediac. The clouds lifted soon after we got on the road and the sun came out, so we had a second straight day of sunshine. The conditions were right to get to Shediac in excellent time. We entered in the middle of the town, however, so we didn't get to see the world's largest lobster. (This area is the southern section of Acadia) We stopped for lunch at Cap Pelee, where we learned that today was la fete d'Acadie (Acadia Day), an annual celebration of Acadian culture.
We stopped again at the Murray Beach Provincial Park and soaked up the sun and the knowledge that we had at last reached the Atlantic Ocean for sure and our great expedition was nearly over.
It remained sunny for the rest of the day - to cross the Confederation Bridge (by special bicycle shuttle) get our photos taken at the Welcome to P.E.I. sign and cycle the 2 km to the campground.
That night the campground had a bluegrass band that was free if you camped there. Naturally we all went despite the fact that we would be awake after sunset. After the first intermission when some of us left they had amateur night. Those who stayed to the end said the amateurs were very good. We certainly enjoyed the enthusiasm of the audience, and the musc eas great fun too. Submitted by Carol.
We left Moncton with a tailwind and maintained high speeds on Highway 1 to Shediac. The clouds lifted soon after we got on the road and the sun came out, so we had a second straight day of sunshine. The conditions were right to get to Shediac in excellent time. We entered in the middle of the town, however, so we didn't get to see the world's largest lobster. (This area is the southern section of Acadia) We stopped for lunch at Cap Pelee, where we learned that today was la fete d'Acadie (Acadia Day), an annual celebration of Acadian culture.
We stopped again at the Murray Beach Provincial Park and soaked up the sun and the knowledge that we had at last reached the Atlantic Ocean for sure and our great expedition was nearly over.
It remained sunny for the rest of the day - to cross the Confederation Bridge (by special bicycle shuttle) get our photos taken at the Welcome to P.E.I. sign and cycle the 2 km to the campground.
That night the campground had a bluegrass band that was free if you camped there. Naturally we all went despite the fact that we would be awake after sunset. After the first intermission when some of us left they had amateur night. Those who stayed to the end said the amateurs were very good. We certainly enjoyed the enthusiasm of the audience, and the musc eas great fun too. Submitted by Carol.
Day 81, August 14, Campers City, Moncton, 93 km
I forgot to mention that yesterday we cycled 84 km. Today we were on a high, fairly flat seldom used road with varying surface. The view was gently pastoral and the weather was cool but sunny. Where we met with highway 2 we stopped at the Salisbury Irving "Big Stop". It is the most amazing service station, with a full restaurant, tourist information, bakery, souvenirs, and many other sections.
After the Big Stop we took highway 2 and rode the last 21 km on this busy route. Altogether it was a great cycling day. Submitted by Carol.
After the Big Stop we took highway 2 and rode the last 21 km on this busy route. Altogether it was a great cycling day. Submitted by Carol.
Day 80, August 13, Campers Cove, Coles Island
We left Fredericton under cloudy but clearing skies and by the time we reached McGowan's Corner (25 km) where we met Al Burpee, David's friend from Winnipeg, the sun was beginning to poke through.
To add to the occasion, a CBC crew from Fredericton came out and interviewed us for the 6 o'clock news. We were all brilliant, of course, and had a great time. We have been telling people that the cause we are cycling for is "Free the Geese!!!" Pat told the CBC people this was our cause, and they asked what that meant. Pat said, "We don't know - we're just a bunch of old farts having fun." That about sums it up.
After Jemseq, about 40 km from our start, the terrain went from flat to fairly hilly by crossing the river and cycling on 695 then 715 to Coles Island. The countryside was lovely and we happened upon a weaver's place where we spent time enjoying her fine work (and buying it, too). Submitted by Carol.
To add to the occasion, a CBC crew from Fredericton came out and interviewed us for the 6 o'clock news. We were all brilliant, of course, and had a great time. We have been telling people that the cause we are cycling for is "Free the Geese!!!" Pat told the CBC people this was our cause, and they asked what that meant. Pat said, "We don't know - we're just a bunch of old farts having fun." That about sums it up.
After Jemseq, about 40 km from our start, the terrain went from flat to fairly hilly by crossing the river and cycling on 695 then 715 to Coles Island. The countryside was lovely and we happened upon a weaver's place where we spent time enjoying her fine work (and buying it, too). Submitted by Carol.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Day 79, Tuesday, Aug. 12, Fredericton, rest day
Watching the Olympic coverage, catching up on the blog, and doing other errands. Off again tomorrow on the final leg of our journey. By the way, it's still raining out there.
Day 78, Monday, August 10, Fredericton,70 km
This day was relatively uneventful with a minor detour from route 105 onto highway 2 near Kings Landing. Here we met another cross Canada cyclist at the Acorn restaurant on a fund raising trip – he was moving fast as he left Vancouver on July 1st.
We returned to route 105 on the first highway exit and remained on that to Halifax. As the following day was a rest day we went directly to the Ramada Inn – preceded by a short downpour (unusual for this trip!) and slopped into the lobby like wet ducks.
The hotel room cost includes a hot breakfast (not oatmeal!!)
Dave2
We returned to route 105 on the first highway exit and remained on that to Halifax. As the following day was a rest day we went directly to the Ramada Inn – preceded by a short downpour (unusual for this trip!) and slopped into the lobby like wet ducks.
The hotel room cost includes a hot breakfast (not oatmeal!!)
Dave2
Day 77, Sunday, August 10, Pokiok, NB, 118 km
We started our new routine today of a half-hour later start as it is dark at 6 a.m. with the time zone change that happened at the border.
We continued on Hwy #105 south to Florenceville, the French Fry Capital of the World, which has a large McCain's factory and the Potato World Museum. Obviously, we passed numerous potato fields. We crossed the St. John River on #130 heading south.
At 40 km into the day's ride we entered the village of Hartland, home of the longest covered bridge in the world (1282 feet). We looked down the length of it but didn't venture in as it was narrow and dark inside!
We continued on #105, now on the other side of the river, and the hills began! But we can recommend this road as we had it to ourselves; all the through traffic goes on the new Trans-Canada. At 63 km we came to Woodstock, a large center with a fading downtown area but with new box stores out by the new highway.
Coming out of Woodstock we decided to take the new highway #2. It is a very comfortable ride, road-surface wise with a huge shoulder but has heavy traffic. We wondered about the area having 3 perfectly good roads servicing essentially the same route! At exit #212 it was pointed out to me that leaving at exit #231 meant that we had 19 more kilometres to ride....quite a change from the planned length of ride. We were exhausted riders who came into the lovely View campground at Pokiok.
Again, we noticed the lack of tourists during the high season for travelling....lousy weather and high gas prices seem to be the cause.
We continued on Hwy #105 south to Florenceville, the French Fry Capital of the World, which has a large McCain's factory and the Potato World Museum. Obviously, we passed numerous potato fields. We crossed the St. John River on #130 heading south.
At 40 km into the day's ride we entered the village of Hartland, home of the longest covered bridge in the world (1282 feet). We looked down the length of it but didn't venture in as it was narrow and dark inside!
We continued on #105, now on the other side of the river, and the hills began! But we can recommend this road as we had it to ourselves; all the through traffic goes on the new Trans-Canada. At 63 km we came to Woodstock, a large center with a fading downtown area but with new box stores out by the new highway.
Coming out of Woodstock we decided to take the new highway #2. It is a very comfortable ride, road-surface wise with a huge shoulder but has heavy traffic. We wondered about the area having 3 perfectly good roads servicing essentially the same route! At exit #212 it was pointed out to me that leaving at exit #231 meant that we had 19 more kilometres to ride....quite a change from the planned length of ride. We were exhausted riders who came into the lovely View campground at Pokiok.
Again, we noticed the lack of tourists during the high season for travelling....lousy weather and high gas prices seem to be the cause.
Day 76, Saturday, Aug. 9, 17 km south of Perth-Andover, NB, 92 km
Not a very auspicious start to the day. It began raining shortly before 6:OO in the morning. It wasn't difficult to convince everyone to spend an extra half hour in their tents. It's always difficult to predict how a day will play out. Despite a wet and dark morning, the rest of the day turned out pretty well, weather wise.
Highway #130 gave us a gentle downgrade along the St. John River valley through to Grand Falls, where we viewed the river gorge and the falls. It must have been one hell of a portage for the early voyageurs. Following the St. John River valley we continued through the village of Perth - Andover which is divided by the river. Although not the same as the little Quebecois villages, these little NB villages do have their own panache.
We finished the day at 92k at River Country campground, a lovely little spot. Adele and David cooked up a sumptuous meal of "Brenda comfort food" and our little group of intrepid travellers ended the day with a full tummy and a smile on our faces.
A point to ponder - in the immortal words of Tolkien - " all those who wander are not lost '!--Pat!!
Highway #130 gave us a gentle downgrade along the St. John River valley through to Grand Falls, where we viewed the river gorge and the falls. It must have been one hell of a portage for the early voyageurs. Following the St. John River valley we continued through the village of Perth - Andover which is divided by the river. Although not the same as the little Quebecois villages, these little NB villages do have their own panache.
We finished the day at 92k at River Country campground, a lovely little spot. Adele and David cooked up a sumptuous meal of "Brenda comfort food" and our little group of intrepid travellers ended the day with a full tummy and a smile on our faces.
A point to ponder - in the immortal words of Tolkien - " all those who wander are not lost '!--Pat!!
Day 74 & 75, continued by Jim and Ute re trail system
Petit Temis Interprovincial Linear Park
The 134 km Temis connects Riviere-du-Loup, QC and Edmundston, NB on an abandoned railroad bed and does not exceed 4% grade. The trail surface is well-packed screened gravel, but is not recommended for narrow bicycle tires (anything less than 30 mm width). Our moderately laden tandem is on 35 mm tires and was not compromised, except in one or two ery short (5 to 10 m) sections of interim repairs following recent trail wash-outs. Yes, part of the trail is paved, but is limited to a half-kilometre section within each of two villages.
Throughout the entire length of this delightfully scenic and picturesque trail, we observed (and made occasional use of) frequently located (dry) toilet facilities and convenient covered picnic tables. Many of the rest areas also included well designed and constructed tent platforms, estimated at about 4 metres square.
Soon after leaving Riviere-du-Loup, we noted a fully modern flush toilet facility, and later encountered a small, trail-side cafe in an old station house.
As we proceeded from one village to another, we were presented with many different vistas as well as a variety of wildflowers.
This trail - for the exclusive use of pedestrians and bicyclists - is also designated as parts of the Trans-Canada Trail and La Route Verte systems. It is our recommendation that this trail should be properly asphalt paved for its entire length.
Additional (non-personal) information is available at http://www.petit-temis.com/
submitted by Ute and Jim
The 134 km Temis connects Riviere-du-Loup, QC and Edmundston, NB on an abandoned railroad bed and does not exceed 4% grade. The trail surface is well-packed screened gravel, but is not recommended for narrow bicycle tires (anything less than 30 mm width). Our moderately laden tandem is on 35 mm tires and was not compromised, except in one or two ery short (5 to 10 m) sections of interim repairs following recent trail wash-outs. Yes, part of the trail is paved, but is limited to a half-kilometre section within each of two villages.
Throughout the entire length of this delightfully scenic and picturesque trail, we observed (and made occasional use of) frequently located (dry) toilet facilities and convenient covered picnic tables. Many of the rest areas also included well designed and constructed tent platforms, estimated at about 4 metres square.
Soon after leaving Riviere-du-Loup, we noted a fully modern flush toilet facility, and later encountered a small, trail-side cafe in an old station house.
As we proceeded from one village to another, we were presented with many different vistas as well as a variety of wildflowers.
This trail - for the exclusive use of pedestrians and bicyclists - is also designated as parts of the Trans-Canada Trail and La Route Verte systems. It is our recommendation that this trail should be properly asphalt paved for its entire length.
Additional (non-personal) information is available at http://www.petit-temis.com/
submitted by Ute and Jim
Day 75, Aug. 8, Riviere Grande, St Leonard, N.B., 93 km
We put our watches forward at the border to our new province. The Info Centre was excellent, with well informed staff and we got lots of little tips about how to navigate N.B. with its new and old highway systems often running parallel to each other. It felt good conquering yet another province and entering what we are all taking as the final phase of this incredible journey.
Some people took the new highway, highway 2, which was hilly, fast, busy and with good shoulders. Others took highway 144 which was pleasant, quiet and flat. Nevertheless, we all had to get over the remaining wicked hills in the last few kms. of Quebec.
It was a "short" day for us. The weather was off and on rain, some wind but not bad, river at our side, etc. etc. The Info centre suggested we have a meal at a motel/auberge - this is the French end of N.B. after all - not far from the border. We went there but they didn't serve lunch. We were a bit early, but from th linen tablecloths, we wondered if their statement should have included "we don't serve lunch wo wet, bedraggled cyslists. So we went on to a canteen, self designated as the best in the region.
We enjoyed the ride to the campsite which was virtually empty because it rained here 29 days in June and 22 in July and pretty much every day so far in August. People are staying away in droves. Campgrounds are waterlogged, and for that matter, so are we!
Tomorrow is another day. Submitted by Carol.
Some people took the new highway, highway 2, which was hilly, fast, busy and with good shoulders. Others took highway 144 which was pleasant, quiet and flat. Nevertheless, we all had to get over the remaining wicked hills in the last few kms. of Quebec.
It was a "short" day for us. The weather was off and on rain, some wind but not bad, river at our side, etc. etc. The Info centre suggested we have a meal at a motel/auberge - this is the French end of N.B. after all - not far from the border. We went there but they didn't serve lunch. We were a bit early, but from th linen tablecloths, we wondered if their statement should have included "we don't serve lunch wo wet, bedraggled cyslists. So we went on to a canteen, self designated as the best in the region.
We enjoyed the ride to the campsite which was virtually empty because it rained here 29 days in June and 22 in July and pretty much every day so far in August. People are staying away in droves. Campgrounds are waterlogged, and for that matter, so are we!
Tomorrow is another day. Submitted by Carol.
Day 74, Thursday, Aug. 7 Municipal campground, Notre Dame du Lac 115 km
We left Sebka early (7:30) in an effort to get out ahead of the wind, which we noticed seems to get stronger as the day gets longer. We succeeded; however we didn't anticipate the fog that remained with us even as the wind sprung up - need I say, in our faces. By the time we got to Riviere du Loup, the fog had lifted and the winds had not reached the level of yesterday.
Riviere du Loup has a very high hill that goes straight up the escarpment. When we asked how to get to the the highly recommended trail that runs all the way to Edmunston in New Brunswick we were told at the info centre to go straight up that hill and turn right at the top. It so happens that one or two of us knew that there was an easier way than straight up. This route turned off about two blocks into the ride, before the hill. Dave 3, now known as David, was in the lead. He didn't know about the bicycle detour and went straight up the hill. Apparently near the top he looked back (he says it was about a 14% grade) to see that he was all alone. The rest of had taken the easier route. David survived and the rest of us had a good laugh. Though I suppose he had the last laugh for having survived a four block hill at such a steep pitch.
The day wasn't over however. Dave, David and I decided we should try to take the trail. We went a short distance on the Petit Temis trail (to be described by Ute and Jim later) but found it was too soft for our bikes and we decided we needed to go on the highway instead. We lost about an hour going in circles but advancing only about 5 km, but made good time once we got on the highway (185) which was hillier but had good shoulders. Of course, we had to expect hills as we were going over a mountain range. At the end of the day we had logged 115 km.
Dave and I were the cooks for the day so our day was especially long before we could relax and enjoy the lovely lake we were camped beside.
Submitted by Carol.
Riviere du Loup has a very high hill that goes straight up the escarpment. When we asked how to get to the the highly recommended trail that runs all the way to Edmunston in New Brunswick we were told at the info centre to go straight up that hill and turn right at the top. It so happens that one or two of us knew that there was an easier way than straight up. This route turned off about two blocks into the ride, before the hill. Dave 3, now known as David, was in the lead. He didn't know about the bicycle detour and went straight up the hill. Apparently near the top he looked back (he says it was about a 14% grade) to see that he was all alone. The rest of had taken the easier route. David survived and the rest of us had a good laugh. Though I suppose he had the last laugh for having survived a four block hill at such a steep pitch.
The day wasn't over however. Dave, David and I decided we should try to take the trail. We went a short distance on the Petit Temis trail (to be described by Ute and Jim later) but found it was too soft for our bikes and we decided we needed to go on the highway instead. We lost about an hour going in circles but advancing only about 5 km, but made good time once we got on the highway (185) which was hillier but had good shoulders. Of course, we had to expect hills as we were going over a mountain range. At the end of the day we had logged 115 km.
Dave and I were the cooks for the day so our day was especially long before we could relax and enjoy the lovely lake we were camped beside.
Submitted by Carol.
Day 73, Wednesday, Aug. 6, Sebka campsite (near Saint Andre), 67 km
Tents were dry this morning and we left in good spirits. However, we soon had a headwind which stayed with us all day, only growing in velocity. A local cyclist said that this was unusual as normally it was less strong and out of the west.
Near Village des Aulnaies we left Hwy #132 and went onto the bike path which had a crushed gravel surface. The path was quite close to the St. Lawrence River which was quite wide at this point and so we were even more exposed to the headwinds. We picked up new maps at the info center at Ville de la Pocatiere and continued on the bike path for another 5 kilometers; we had an unexpected portage over a wide ditch in which a culvert was being installed.
St. Denis, our proposed coffee stop, had no services so we continued on to Kamouraska which is a lovely destination, full of cyclists and tourists. We had lunch/coffee and decided to head to Saint Andre and reassess our destination for the day.
So here we stayed after a day of slogging against the wind and averaging 15 kph. The campsite was run by a environmental group and was quite lovely.
Near Village des Aulnaies we left Hwy #132 and went onto the bike path which had a crushed gravel surface. The path was quite close to the St. Lawrence River which was quite wide at this point and so we were even more exposed to the headwinds. We picked up new maps at the info center at Ville de la Pocatiere and continued on the bike path for another 5 kilometers; we had an unexpected portage over a wide ditch in which a culvert was being installed.
St. Denis, our proposed coffee stop, had no services so we continued on to Kamouraska which is a lovely destination, full of cyclists and tourists. We had lunch/coffee and decided to head to Saint Andre and reassess our destination for the day.
So here we stayed after a day of slogging against the wind and averaging 15 kph. The campsite was run by a environmental group and was quite lovely.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Day 72, Tuesday, Aug. 5, Saint-Jean-Port-Joli, 84 km
We left Levis with threatening skies and a strong headwind. The wind has continued but the sun finally came out. I think that today`s cycle was the most interesting for a long time. The villages were about 8 kilometres apart and very pretty. Sainte-Bellechasse stands out for all its white houses, Berthier-sur-Mer for the properties along the river, Cap-Saint-Ignace for its old but very well-kept unique homes and Islet-sur-Mer for one of the few public accesses to the water. We could see the Laurentien Mountains on the other side of the Saint Lawrence.
As we cycled we saw lots of other cyclists travelling, some for the day but others on longer trips. It is obviously an area that is promoted for cycle-touring. We have a wonderful booklet showing the various tours along this side of the St. Lawrence.
Saint-Jean-Port-Joli is an interesting village with lots of wood-carvers and other artisans. There are a lot of tourists here and varied accommodation for them, including bed and breakfasts. Our campsite is right in town.
I used the public library to catch up the blog. I was very lucky to find it open as it opened today for the first time since June 28!
posted by Yvonne
As we cycled we saw lots of other cyclists travelling, some for the day but others on longer trips. It is obviously an area that is promoted for cycle-touring. We have a wonderful booklet showing the various tours along this side of the St. Lawrence.
Saint-Jean-Port-Joli is an interesting village with lots of wood-carvers and other artisans. There are a lot of tourists here and varied accommodation for them, including bed and breakfasts. Our campsite is right in town.
I used the public library to catch up the blog. I was very lucky to find it open as it opened today for the first time since June 28!
posted by Yvonne
Day 71, Monday, Aug. 4, Levis, rest day
We slept in, had French toast for breakfast, and took taxis (except for Pat and Adele who cycled) to the ferry dock. The ferry runs every half hour so we did not have to wait long.
Quebec City has a wonderful ambience which is very European. Lots of flower boxes, cobblestone streets, houses built right to the street and cafes and restaurants attracted the most tourists we have seen so far. We aimed for a large craft fair (Brenda and Ute later found they had the same taste in leather purses)and then went our separate ways. I found the huge market down by the marina as I was to buy for dinner....meat pies, salad makings, pastries and strawberries soon loaded me down. It is exciting to be able to buy local strawberries at the same time as the raspberries and blueberries are in season...quite different from home.
We returned to the campsite to find the wind still howling and from the east, of course. Jim and Ute ventured by bike down into Levis and returned in the dark.
by Yvonne
Quebec City has a wonderful ambience which is very European. Lots of flower boxes, cobblestone streets, houses built right to the street and cafes and restaurants attracted the most tourists we have seen so far. We aimed for a large craft fair (Brenda and Ute later found they had the same taste in leather purses)and then went our separate ways. I found the huge market down by the marina as I was to buy for dinner....meat pies, salad makings, pastries and strawberries soon loaded me down. It is exciting to be able to buy local strawberries at the same time as the raspberries and blueberries are in season...quite different from home.
We returned to the campsite to find the wind still howling and from the east, of course. Jim and Ute ventured by bike down into Levis and returned in the dark.
by Yvonne
Day 70, Sunday, August 3, Levis, 71 km
Well, it rained again last night. The wind was blowing from the east as we headed out on Hwy 132 but it was not raining.
We stopped in Saint-Antoine-de-Tilly at the Mansion-de-Tilly, a 19th century house which has been converted into a spa, for our second breakfast. It was quite a posh place for us but the pricy breakfast included a buffet of cheese, pastries, fruit, pate and juice so was actually a good deal. A local came in to speak with Adele about our trip; he cycles with Quebec Velo and is planning a cross-Canada trip in 2010.
We continued on 8 kilometres past the strip mall of Levis to our campsite (Fort de la Martiniere) which overlooks the St. Lawrence. Remember that wind? It is here in full force and we hid in the RV to have our dinner. Here there are people from California, Ontario and Manitoba; the different licence plates are a novelty for us because we have only seen Quebec plates so far.
written by Yvonne, catching up!
We stopped in Saint-Antoine-de-Tilly at the Mansion-de-Tilly, a 19th century house which has been converted into a spa, for our second breakfast. It was quite a posh place for us but the pricy breakfast included a buffet of cheese, pastries, fruit, pate and juice so was actually a good deal. A local came in to speak with Adele about our trip; he cycles with Quebec Velo and is planning a cross-Canada trip in 2010.
We continued on 8 kilometres past the strip mall of Levis to our campsite (Fort de la Martiniere) which overlooks the St. Lawrence. Remember that wind? It is here in full force and we hid in the RV to have our dinner. Here there are people from California, Ontario and Manitoba; the different licence plates are a novelty for us because we have only seen Quebec plates so far.
written by Yvonne, catching up!
Day 69, Saturday, August 2, Lotbiniere, 81 km
Well, we had a 4 hour thunder and lightning storm last night and woke up, of course, with wet tents. We can not believe this weather, although we have not had to cycle in it yet.
This area, including Becancour and Gentilly, is flat and mainly agricultural. I had my first poutine in St. Pierre-Le-Bequets. Despite the look of it with cheese curds and gravy on fries, it was quite tasty and enjoyable.
People in this area really take pride in their homes and gardens. The farms are prosperous looking and everything is freshly painted, it seems. In Lotbiniere we were shown an old meeting house by a local historian and he also told us about Lotbiniere being one of the belle villages in Quebec. It has many very old homes.
This campground, Belle Vue at Point Platon, is a very exciting spot for families to stay. They also had their Christmas in July event. We unfortunately are stuck up on the hill, in the wind, without running water or electricty! The gusts of wind are very scary.
written by Yvonne in biblioteque in Saint-Jean-Port-Joli
This area, including Becancour and Gentilly, is flat and mainly agricultural. I had my first poutine in St. Pierre-Le-Bequets. Despite the look of it with cheese curds and gravy on fries, it was quite tasty and enjoyable.
People in this area really take pride in their homes and gardens. The farms are prosperous looking and everything is freshly painted, it seems. In Lotbiniere we were shown an old meeting house by a local historian and he also told us about Lotbiniere being one of the belle villages in Quebec. It has many very old homes.
This campground, Belle Vue at Point Platon, is a very exciting spot for families to stay. They also had their Christmas in July event. We unfortunately are stuck up on the hill, in the wind, without running water or electricty! The gusts of wind are very scary.
written by Yvonne in biblioteque in Saint-Jean-Port-Joli
Friday, August 1, 2008
Day 68, Friday, August 1, Nicolet, 71 km
After a relaxing 6:30 breakfast at the hotel we left Sorel either by #132 or by the bike path which paralleled the highway for the first 10 km. The bike path was well-marked, wide, flat and smooth and passed through woods and farm lands. However, it ended abruptly in a gazebo and we had to backtrack a few metres to the nearest exit to the highway.
We wanted to have a shorter day today, partly to take time to view the anticipated pretty villages more closely, and partly because the next nearest campsite would have meant a very long day of cycling. However, the few villages today weren't as unique as yesterday's and the houses were mundane for the most part.
I went into Yamaska to view the church with the two spires that I had seen from across the river yesterday. Others spent time in Pierreville where there were some older, more decorated homes to see. The Baie-du-Febvre area had a bird sanctuary where blackbirds were infesting a nearby cornfield. Coming into Nicolet, a rather large town with many government buildings, I saw the only sign I've seen in Quebec so far that had English! It was for a Munitions Test Center of Department of National Defense.
We crossed several rivers today which flow into the St. Lawrence and the bridges and their approaches were a pleasant break from the flatness of the area.
The weather has brightened up and I think we won't be having another storm tonight!
submitted by Yvonne
We wanted to have a shorter day today, partly to take time to view the anticipated pretty villages more closely, and partly because the next nearest campsite would have meant a very long day of cycling. However, the few villages today weren't as unique as yesterday's and the houses were mundane for the most part.
I went into Yamaska to view the church with the two spires that I had seen from across the river yesterday. Others spent time in Pierreville where there were some older, more decorated homes to see. The Baie-du-Febvre area had a bird sanctuary where blackbirds were infesting a nearby cornfield. Coming into Nicolet, a rather large town with many government buildings, I saw the only sign I've seen in Quebec so far that had English! It was for a Munitions Test Center of Department of National Defense.
We crossed several rivers today which flow into the St. Lawrence and the bridges and their approaches were a pleasant break from the flatness of the area.
The weather has brightened up and I think we won't be having another storm tonight!
submitted by Yvonne
Day 67, Thursday, July 31, Sorel, 117 km.
At breakfast this morning we discussed the huge thunder and lightning storm which occurred during the night, sounding very close to the campsite. It lasted two hours and one strike was so close that it apparently stripped a tree just 20 feet from Jim and Ute's tent....we did not notice it but Brenda did as she was leaving because the other campers were looking at the damage. Good thing we didn't know until later! I also heard a plane coming in very low to Mirabel Airport. A very unsettling night!
We headed out on #158 (which changed to #339 later) through Ste-Sophie which looked like horse country. Along the way a large dog dashed across the road to accost us; Dave 3 swore at it in French to no avail. We passed several fromageries and dropped in at one to purchase several cheeses and sausage. This area has large, prosperous-looking dairy farms, soyabean fields and corn fields, and quite flat terrain. The road sometimes had a bikelane but with little traffic safety wasn't an issue.
We saw several villages, in particular, St. Roch de l'Achigan, which had very interesting homes and shops. The houses in the countryside had large, well-manicured lawns and lots of flowers and/or ornaments in the gardens. The homes are highly decorated and each is unique. There were many Mansard and Normandie roofs, even on the new homes. In the villages the homes and shops tended to be brightly painted with wrap-around porches and elaborate balconies. We all wished we had more time to explore this beautiful area.
Finally, at St. Sulpice we turned onto #138, heading north, and had our first view of the mighty St. Lawrence River. Unfortunately it had a haze covering it so was rather gray but nonetheless, it was exciting to see. After a quick lunch by the river we continued on. There were acreages extending to the river with mansions far back from the road and older large homes closer to the road. There were several antique stores but surprisingly, only one bed and breakfast.
Finally we arrived at the ferry to Sorel. While we were waiting Brenda phoned to say that the campsite where we were to stay was having a thunder and lightning storm and that our sites were flooded! She suggested that we look for accommodation in Sorel instead of heading 30 km to the north. With help from tourist information we all ended up in a nice hotel..Auberge de la Rive.....where we were happy to wait out the storm.
submitted by Yvonne
We headed out on #158 (which changed to #339 later) through Ste-Sophie which looked like horse country. Along the way a large dog dashed across the road to accost us; Dave 3 swore at it in French to no avail. We passed several fromageries and dropped in at one to purchase several cheeses and sausage. This area has large, prosperous-looking dairy farms, soyabean fields and corn fields, and quite flat terrain. The road sometimes had a bikelane but with little traffic safety wasn't an issue.
We saw several villages, in particular, St. Roch de l'Achigan, which had very interesting homes and shops. The houses in the countryside had large, well-manicured lawns and lots of flowers and/or ornaments in the gardens. The homes are highly decorated and each is unique. There were many Mansard and Normandie roofs, even on the new homes. In the villages the homes and shops tended to be brightly painted with wrap-around porches and elaborate balconies. We all wished we had more time to explore this beautiful area.
Finally, at St. Sulpice we turned onto #138, heading north, and had our first view of the mighty St. Lawrence River. Unfortunately it had a haze covering it so was rather gray but nonetheless, it was exciting to see. After a quick lunch by the river we continued on. There were acreages extending to the river with mansions far back from the road and older large homes closer to the road. There were several antique stores but surprisingly, only one bed and breakfast.
Finally we arrived at the ferry to Sorel. While we were waiting Brenda phoned to say that the campsite where we were to stay was having a thunder and lightning storm and that our sites were flooded! She suggested that we look for accommodation in Sorel instead of heading 30 km to the north. With help from tourist information we all ended up in a nice hotel..Auberge de la Rive.....where we were happy to wait out the storm.
submitted by Yvonne
Day 66, Wednesday, July 30, St. Jerome, 113 km.
Today we went to visit the amazing Chateau Montebello and stayed for coffee/breakfast. Some of the Starbucks addicts complained about the quality of the coffee, but we all enjoyed the amazing log structure. We all decided we wanted to stay as far away from Montreal as possible in order to avoid the heaviest traffic.
The Quebec countryside was very pastoral and beautiful, and was dotted with charming villages. In Ontario we saw homes and restaurants for sale, but here we saw mainly homes for sale while paradoxically new monster homes (chateaus) are being built that seem to be designed for the wealthy, likely from Montreal.
We did get lost on our way to the campground and spent considerable time on cellphones sorting out how to get to our intended destination. We had to leave the flat lowlands and head into the hills for several kilometers before reaching the largest private RV campground I have ever seen, Camping Lac Fontaine at Saint Jerome. Submitted by Carol.
The Quebec countryside was very pastoral and beautiful, and was dotted with charming villages. In Ontario we saw homes and restaurants for sale, but here we saw mainly homes for sale while paradoxically new monster homes (chateaus) are being built that seem to be designed for the wealthy, likely from Montreal.
We did get lost on our way to the campground and spent considerable time on cellphones sorting out how to get to our intended destination. We had to leave the flat lowlands and head into the hills for several kilometers before reaching the largest private RV campground I have ever seen, Camping Lac Fontaine at Saint Jerome. Submitted by Carol.
Day 65, Tuesday, July 29, Plaisance, Quebec
Would you believe, we left the seemingly endless province of Ontario today. After a two day rest in Ottawa, we left our respective billets (me with Lorna and Ian in Blackburn Hamlet; David and Brenda, Dave and Pat and Adele with Nancy and Paul in Kanata and in between Jim and Ute with Elizabeth and Ed and Yvonne with Lynne) and met at predetermined spots along the Western and Eastern Parkway to be led out of Ottawa on its fabulous bike routes. I had the shortest ride to Cumberland where we crossed to Quebec on a small ferry to Masson, Quebec!
After a quick lunch Nancy, Renaud and Ed returned to Ottawa and we continued along highway 148 to a “national campground” (meaning Quebec provincial campground) at Point Plaisance. On the highway we had shoulders with lines and no hills but reasonably heavy traffic including quite a few trucks. The campground itself was about 7 km from the highway on an island in the Ottawa River. Some riders had covered 100 km today, while I got off lucky with just over 60.
After supper we celebrated our new province with cake and our fifth candle to commemorate yet another province conquered. We had an additional ceremony when we burned our Ontario maps…. Submitted by Carol.
After a quick lunch Nancy, Renaud and Ed returned to Ottawa and we continued along highway 148 to a “national campground” (meaning Quebec provincial campground) at Point Plaisance. On the highway we had shoulders with lines and no hills but reasonably heavy traffic including quite a few trucks. The campground itself was about 7 km from the highway on an island in the Ottawa River. Some riders had covered 100 km today, while I got off lucky with just over 60.
After supper we celebrated our new province with cake and our fifth candle to commemorate yet another province conquered. We had an additional ceremony when we burned our Ontario maps…. Submitted by Carol.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Day 62-64 July 26-28 Ottawa 77K
A very relaxed start to the day, everyone full of energy prior to our anticipated arrival in Ottawa. Unfortunately, Dave II had to ride the bus due to a gimped rear wheel. Ah, what's life without a few surprises.
We were met in Arnprior by a contingent of the Ottawa cycling fraternity. It was a beautiful ride through farm land seeing many brick farm houses that dot the landscape. A few impressive lightening strikes had us pausing st the side of the rode for a short time while the storm passed us by.
Our time here was much more than enjoyable. A outdoor concert by the Creaking Tree string quartet at Rideau Hall, a fine meal at one of Carol's old haunts along the Rideau canal ( the Canal Ritz ), a multitude of bike repairs, the Byward market and just generally hangin' made for a very pleasant two days off.
Nancy, Paul, Ed, Elizabeth, Lynne, Lorna, Ian and Renaud ( I hope I didn't forget anyone )all treated us royally and went far out of their way to make sure that all of our needs were met. A special thanks to Mike at Kunstaadt bike shop for doing such a great job on all our bikes on such short notice.
We're going to be escorted beyond the confines of Ottawa tomorrow morning,
after which we will cross the Ottawa river and, bingo, we'll be in la belle province. Can anyone say " poutine! " --Adele and Pat
We were met in Arnprior by a contingent of the Ottawa cycling fraternity. It was a beautiful ride through farm land seeing many brick farm houses that dot the landscape. A few impressive lightening strikes had us pausing st the side of the rode for a short time while the storm passed us by.
Our time here was much more than enjoyable. A outdoor concert by the Creaking Tree string quartet at Rideau Hall, a fine meal at one of Carol's old haunts along the Rideau canal ( the Canal Ritz ), a multitude of bike repairs, the Byward market and just generally hangin' made for a very pleasant two days off.
Nancy, Paul, Ed, Elizabeth, Lynne, Lorna, Ian and Renaud ( I hope I didn't forget anyone )all treated us royally and went far out of their way to make sure that all of our needs were met. A special thanks to Mike at Kunstaadt bike shop for doing such a great job on all our bikes on such short notice.
We're going to be escorted beyond the confines of Ottawa tomorrow morning,
after which we will cross the Ottawa river and, bingo, we'll be in la belle province. Can anyone say " poutine! " --Adele and Pat
Day 59-61 July 23-25 Castleford
Wed. July 23 Sturgeon Falls to Mattawa – 98k
After a relaxing rest day we took off again on Highway 17E. The highway surface was reasonable for much of the day but there continues to be many kilometers of narrow pavement beyond the frost line (maybe 12”) then a very soft, tire clutching, sand and gravel mix. As usual, Ontario also provides road edges with eroded and roughly grooved irregular valleys – particularly hazardous for the narrower tired bikes.
Another source of frustration is the posting of no cycling signs on major highways transiting an urban centre. This happened again in North Bay. Presumably touring cyclists are expected to levitate for numerous kilometers over these sections – of course no information about an alternate route is available!
After about 40k we had a second breakfast in North Bay at Colonel Hogaie’s 1950’s style restaurant, with black and white checkered table clothes. It is in the same building as Passionate Kisses (an adult equipment supply store), so a range of interests could be meet at one convenient location.
Camp was set up at a lovely little site on Taggart Lake – about 6k west of Mattawa. It seems this will be a busy place in a couple of days, thanks to a major music festival in Mattawa.
Dave2
Thursday, July 24 Deep River 108K
A pleasant change of routine was in order this am, we all had breakfast at Myrks restaurant in Mattawa. There were some definate climbs today as we continue to be challenged with only passable roads. We encountered what I call 'close call curve' when logging trucks on both sides of the road passed us with no shoulder. Needless to say a break was in order. This evening we stayed at Ryan's campground on the banks of the Ottawa River.
Friday, July 25 Castleford 117K
The 7:30am start today was in my estimation much to early!! You try to find your rhythum but can't seem to find it. That was me today. As we left Tim Hortons in Petawawa, I got my 5th flat. Things looked up now that we had left behind the infamous Hwy 17- the Trans Canada. We paused in Pembroke to see the numerous wall murals. These back roads offered us a view of farms lands of the Ottawa Valley. Grandview Cottages, again on the Ottawa River, offered us a secluded place to rest our weary mucles. Ottawa tomorrow for a well deserved rest.
Adele
After a relaxing rest day we took off again on Highway 17E. The highway surface was reasonable for much of the day but there continues to be many kilometers of narrow pavement beyond the frost line (maybe 12”) then a very soft, tire clutching, sand and gravel mix. As usual, Ontario also provides road edges with eroded and roughly grooved irregular valleys – particularly hazardous for the narrower tired bikes.
Another source of frustration is the posting of no cycling signs on major highways transiting an urban centre. This happened again in North Bay. Presumably touring cyclists are expected to levitate for numerous kilometers over these sections – of course no information about an alternate route is available!
After about 40k we had a second breakfast in North Bay at Colonel Hogaie’s 1950’s style restaurant, with black and white checkered table clothes. It is in the same building as Passionate Kisses (an adult equipment supply store), so a range of interests could be meet at one convenient location.
Camp was set up at a lovely little site on Taggart Lake – about 6k west of Mattawa. It seems this will be a busy place in a couple of days, thanks to a major music festival in Mattawa.
Dave2
Thursday, July 24 Deep River 108K
A pleasant change of routine was in order this am, we all had breakfast at Myrks restaurant in Mattawa. There were some definate climbs today as we continue to be challenged with only passable roads. We encountered what I call 'close call curve' when logging trucks on both sides of the road passed us with no shoulder. Needless to say a break was in order. This evening we stayed at Ryan's campground on the banks of the Ottawa River.
Friday, July 25 Castleford 117K
The 7:30am start today was in my estimation much to early!! You try to find your rhythum but can't seem to find it. That was me today. As we left Tim Hortons in Petawawa, I got my 5th flat. Things looked up now that we had left behind the infamous Hwy 17- the Trans Canada. We paused in Pembroke to see the numerous wall murals. These back roads offered us a view of farms lands of the Ottawa Valley. Grandview Cottages, again on the Ottawa River, offered us a secluded place to rest our weary mucles. Ottawa tomorrow for a well deserved rest.
Adele
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Day 58, Tuesday, July 22, Sturgeon Falls, rest day
This place has an atomosphere akin to that of one of the Gulf Islands. It is impossible to not slow down and take it easy.
Our day of rest included doing laundry, refilling the beer supply (Jim and Ute) and catching up on the blog (Yvonne).
We hope that the weather stays cool and dry for the days ahead. We're looking forward to getting to Ottawa and finishing up our Ontario stint. It has been a long time since we had a cake to celebrate crossing a provincial border.
Our day of rest included doing laundry, refilling the beer supply (Jim and Ute) and catching up on the blog (Yvonne).
We hope that the weather stays cool and dry for the days ahead. We're looking forward to getting to Ottawa and finishing up our Ontario stint. It has been a long time since we had a cake to celebrate crossing a provincial border.
Day 57, Monday, July 21, Sturgeon Falls, 103 km
We woke to rain on the tents and traded stories about the night sounds. The skies looked gray and threatening.
We retraced our steps to the highway heading to North Bay. It was a new highway with a good shoulder and with a bit of a following wind we made good time going through place names on the map (Coniston, Wahnaptae) towards Hagar where we had been told there was a restaurant. Brenda phoned to say that it was several kilometers further than that. Meanwhile the shoulder on the road deterioted again with the white line actually going through a pothole or going off the road surface with a 4 inch drop!
The restaurant at the Brunet Truck Stop was owned and managed by a young Mennonite named Kate; the service and food were great and she was genuinely amazed at what we were doing "at our ages".
When we got to the Dutrisac Cottages and Campsite on West Lake Nipissing it didn't take us long to decide to have our rest day here rather than in North Bay as planned. This is a real holiday spot ...... the water is warm and shallow with a sandy bottom. It has the right atmosphere for our day of rest.
We retraced our steps to the highway heading to North Bay. It was a new highway with a good shoulder and with a bit of a following wind we made good time going through place names on the map (Coniston, Wahnaptae) towards Hagar where we had been told there was a restaurant. Brenda phoned to say that it was several kilometers further than that. Meanwhile the shoulder on the road deterioted again with the white line actually going through a pothole or going off the road surface with a 4 inch drop!
The restaurant at the Brunet Truck Stop was owned and managed by a young Mennonite named Kate; the service and food were great and she was genuinely amazed at what we were doing "at our ages".
When we got to the Dutrisac Cottages and Campsite on West Lake Nipissing it didn't take us long to decide to have our rest day here rather than in North Bay as planned. This is a real holiday spot ...... the water is warm and shallow with a sandy bottom. It has the right atmosphere for our day of rest.
Day 56, Sunday, July 20, Sudbury, 103 km
Since we had not had decent coffee in the morning (no power) we stopped in Webbwood just 10 km down the road. The Old Vault is open for breakfast from 6 a.m. and the menu played up the history of the area.
After 43 km we came to Nairn Center which had bathrooms for us. At some point we pulled off at Blueberry Station which was a closed up gas station/diner to eat our lunch in the shade. We have found so many "for sale" or "closed" signs along the highway in Ontario; it is quite worrying aside from the fact that we can't rely on food being available.
Traffic was bumper to bumper today and the highway's shoulder was very narrow and full of holes and deep ruts. It was the worst day of cycling we've had with all our mental and physical energy focussed on not getting in trouble.
Brenda had told us not to go Hwy #55 as we approached Sudbury (in fact, she suggested that we not visit Sudbury as we had originally planned) as it was rough and had no shoulder. However, we came to a divided highway and to the "no cycles" sign and had no choice. But it certainly was quieter and had less traffic so we started to relax.
Eventually after kilometers of new highway and overpasses and no scenery except gravel we came to Carol's Campground which is on Richard Lake, 3 km south of Sudbury.
Later in the afternoon the caravan with the two marathoners arrived....we had been playing leapfrog with them for part of the day. They are each doing a marathon a day in legs of 5 or 10 km at a time; they seem to be well-sponsored.
I think that all of us spent the evening recovering from the terrible cycling conditions.
posted by Yvonne
After 43 km we came to Nairn Center which had bathrooms for us. At some point we pulled off at Blueberry Station which was a closed up gas station/diner to eat our lunch in the shade. We have found so many "for sale" or "closed" signs along the highway in Ontario; it is quite worrying aside from the fact that we can't rely on food being available.
Traffic was bumper to bumper today and the highway's shoulder was very narrow and full of holes and deep ruts. It was the worst day of cycling we've had with all our mental and physical energy focussed on not getting in trouble.
Brenda had told us not to go Hwy #55 as we approached Sudbury (in fact, she suggested that we not visit Sudbury as we had originally planned) as it was rough and had no shoulder. However, we came to a divided highway and to the "no cycles" sign and had no choice. But it certainly was quieter and had less traffic so we started to relax.
Eventually after kilometers of new highway and overpasses and no scenery except gravel we came to Carol's Campground which is on Richard Lake, 3 km south of Sudbury.
Later in the afternoon the caravan with the two marathoners arrived....we had been playing leapfrog with them for part of the day. They are each doing a marathon a day in legs of 5 or 10 km at a time; they seem to be well-sponsored.
I think that all of us spent the evening recovering from the terrible cycling conditions.
posted by Yvonne
Day 55, Saturday, July 19, Massey (Chutes Prov. Park), 100 km
We woke to a heavy dew after a sleep filled with the sound of trucks going all through the night. It was cooler which made for pleasant cycling.
We had arranged to meet Brenda for coffee at Algoma Mills. Even though Blind River came first and seemed like a town filled with civic pride (tubs filled with petunias, a fountain in the river, and a large statue by the roadside) we bypassed it as a coffee place though some took advantage of the farmers' market. When we got to Algoma Mills we found that it was essentially a beer store and not much else.
We had followed a wide, slow-moving river earlier in the day and for lunch stopped at Serpent River which had a rapids and open water lilies....quite lovely. We later stopped for coffee and ice-cream in Spanish before reaching Massey.
Massey was a busy little town, full of participants in the following day's marathon (starting at 6 a.m.), half-marathon and 10 k run. We stayed at Chutes Provincial Park which is like a campsite should be.....we loved seeing the families on their holidays.
It was a sad afternoon for us though, as Serge and Stefan, after not finding any accommodation in town, had to go on to Espanola. We will miss their energy and enthusiasm and wish them a safe journey to the Toronto area.
Later in the evening Roland, a fellow cyclist on his own since Winnipeg, came over for a beer. He told us of the horror of the Trans-Canada west of Winnipeg and that he left it after Winnipeg. We were even more pleased with our choice of routes through Manitoba after hearing his story.
We had arranged to meet Brenda for coffee at Algoma Mills. Even though Blind River came first and seemed like a town filled with civic pride (tubs filled with petunias, a fountain in the river, and a large statue by the roadside) we bypassed it as a coffee place though some took advantage of the farmers' market. When we got to Algoma Mills we found that it was essentially a beer store and not much else.
We had followed a wide, slow-moving river earlier in the day and for lunch stopped at Serpent River which had a rapids and open water lilies....quite lovely. We later stopped for coffee and ice-cream in Spanish before reaching Massey.
Massey was a busy little town, full of participants in the following day's marathon (starting at 6 a.m.), half-marathon and 10 k run. We stayed at Chutes Provincial Park which is like a campsite should be.....we loved seeing the families on their holidays.
It was a sad afternoon for us though, as Serge and Stefan, after not finding any accommodation in town, had to go on to Espanola. We will miss their energy and enthusiasm and wish them a safe journey to the Toronto area.
Later in the evening Roland, a fellow cyclist on his own since Winnipeg, came over for a beer. He told us of the horror of the Trans-Canada west of Winnipeg and that he left it after Winnipeg. We were even more pleased with our choice of routes through Manitoba after hearing his story.
Day 54, Friday, July 18, Iron Bridge, 113 km
We left Sault Ste Marie via the old highway as bicycles are not allowed on the new divided highway. Fortunately this was good for us as the highway was quiet though the scenery was not idyllic. We were looking for a bathroom break when we came to a store somewhat like a Buckerfield's. Upon leaving Adele noticed that Udderly Smooth was for sale by the counter for the price of $3.29, a bargain which some of us took advantage of.
We made relatively good time as there was a bit of a tail wind, the hills were not high and we had no places to stop for coffee or second breakfast. We're learning that a name on the map doesn't mean services are there.
We stayed at the Viking campground two kilometers short of Iron Bridge.
We made relatively good time as there was a bit of a tail wind, the hills were not high and we had no places to stop for coffee or second breakfast. We're learning that a name on the map doesn't mean services are there.
We stayed at the Viking campground two kilometers short of Iron Bridge.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Day 53 - Thursday, July 17 - Rest Day
As we all know '60 is the new 59'. Guess who???
Happy Birthday today to Dave3.
Happy Birthday today to Dave3.
Day 52, Wednesday, July 16, Sault Ste. Marie, 122 kms.
The thought of a ‘day off’ obviously spurred the group on, as we didn’t have our first serious stop for some 45 km. We were told there would be some hills, especially ‘Blueberry Hill’. After we climbed that one, Pat remarked that we should take note of any hill with the name “Blueberry" in it. The last one was the Blueberry-Paulson pass and it was a real climb.
There was a long gentle slope down into Sault Ste. Marie, which made the last 20 km very easy. We all settled into a Hotel to get a break from the bugs. This will be the last we see of Lake Superior. Regrettably there is no Starbuck's to be found in Sault Ste. Marie ;(
The next day will be a rest day.
Some personal observations to this point in the trip. Parts of BC are doing very well as is southern Alberta. Saskatchewan is just starting to boom with the discovery of oil and gas in the Weyburn area. Northern Ontario is really struggling. It seems like every second camping spot and restaurant is for sale. Also, the traffic seems extremely light on the Trans Canada Highway likely due to the large reduction in tourists this year.
It is great when people honk and wave to us as they go by. The happy honks seem out way the mad honks by about 10 to 1.
Dave 3
There was a long gentle slope down into Sault Ste. Marie, which made the last 20 km very easy. We all settled into a Hotel to get a break from the bugs. This will be the last we see of Lake Superior. Regrettably there is no Starbuck's to be found in Sault Ste. Marie ;(
The next day will be a rest day.
Some personal observations to this point in the trip. Parts of BC are doing very well as is southern Alberta. Saskatchewan is just starting to boom with the discovery of oil and gas in the Weyburn area. Northern Ontario is really struggling. It seems like every second camping spot and restaurant is for sale. Also, the traffic seems extremely light on the Trans Canada Highway likely due to the large reduction in tourists this year.
It is great when people honk and wave to us as they go by. The happy honks seem out way the mad honks by about 10 to 1.
Dave 3
Day 51, Tuesday, July 15, Montreal River, 118 km
This is a day from the RV driver’s perspective. Went into Wawa for the second time (since yesterday’s shopping expedition) to go to a pharmacy for necessities and get some more bread because our next stop has no store. So got to drive past the 30 foot Canada Goose statue, and 2 others almost as large in the town, again. Had an urgent call on my cell saying someone had trouble with their bike, turned out Serge’s bike had seized up and was unrideable. So had a passenger for the rest of the day (and the next until Sault St Marie).
The terrain was flatter and we got to see some beautiful small beaches and bays on Lake Superior. Went in to see Agawa pictographs on the cliff face overlooking the water – in fact overhanging the water! Could not believe that they let people go out there without guard rails to protect them from falling into the lake! They did have 3 ropes anchored into the rocks and dangling into the water so if you do fall in you can pull yourself up on the ropes. The pictographs themselves are small and about 1500 years old.
We were passed by a family, parents on a tandem carrying everything in a small trailer and a 16 year old son on his bike carrying nothing but water. They are going across Canada about 200 km/day. The son made a point about them all being vegan. Whatever.
Then went up and down a very high and wide hill to reach our day’s destination which was the Twilight resort at Montreal River. Absolutely gorgeous spot right on Lake Superior with a rock beach and a resident bald eagle looking down on us.
I am enjoying seeing Canada 100 km at a time, but am looking forward to leaving northern Ontario mosquitoes and black flies!
Brenda
The terrain was flatter and we got to see some beautiful small beaches and bays on Lake Superior. Went in to see Agawa pictographs on the cliff face overlooking the water – in fact overhanging the water! Could not believe that they let people go out there without guard rails to protect them from falling into the lake! They did have 3 ropes anchored into the rocks and dangling into the water so if you do fall in you can pull yourself up on the ropes. The pictographs themselves are small and about 1500 years old.
We were passed by a family, parents on a tandem carrying everything in a small trailer and a 16 year old son on his bike carrying nothing but water. They are going across Canada about 200 km/day. The son made a point about them all being vegan. Whatever.
Then went up and down a very high and wide hill to reach our day’s destination which was the Twilight resort at Montreal River. Absolutely gorgeous spot right on Lake Superior with a rock beach and a resident bald eagle looking down on us.
I am enjoying seeing Canada 100 km at a time, but am looking forward to leaving northern Ontario mosquitoes and black flies!
Brenda
Day 50, Monday, July 14, Wawa, 92 km
After another motel stay due to crappy weather (defined by Environment Canada as headwinds, rain and mid July fog!), we left Winnie the Poo behind and headed east.
It was cool and damp until we reached H & C Family Lodge - about 30k east of White River. The improvement in weather was facilitated by the best homemade pies (cherry and blueberry) we have experienced since leaving Victoria. The experience was further enhanced by the opportunity for old foggies and foggettes to flirt with the proprietor’s very young children.
The road was fairly flat, with some minor hills approaching Wawa. Fortunately we had following winds and did not have headwinds until the last few kilometers.
The wildflowers along this section are gorgeous. Such floral displays used to be a common scene in the prairies but these disappeared years ago – thanks to contouring and vegetation control in roadside ditches. Hopefully Ontario will continue to have the foresight not to follow this “progressive” approach of its western neighbours.
Tents up and campsite established by 2:35pm – a good day!
Dave2
It was cool and damp until we reached H & C Family Lodge - about 30k east of White River. The improvement in weather was facilitated by the best homemade pies (cherry and blueberry) we have experienced since leaving Victoria. The experience was further enhanced by the opportunity for old foggies and foggettes to flirt with the proprietor’s very young children.
The road was fairly flat, with some minor hills approaching Wawa. Fortunately we had following winds and did not have headwinds until the last few kilometers.
The wildflowers along this section are gorgeous. Such floral displays used to be a common scene in the prairies but these disappeared years ago – thanks to contouring and vegetation control in roadside ditches. Hopefully Ontario will continue to have the foresight not to follow this “progressive” approach of its western neighbours.
Tents up and campsite established by 2:35pm – a good day!
Dave2
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Day 49 July 13 White River 96 K
The view from Marathon this morning was downright depressing. Steady drizzle and 8 deg. temp. with a stiff wind. However, after a short day yesterday we knew that we had to "bite the bullet "! We donned our full winter/rain ensemble which we haven't needed since the mountains. Rain jackets, booties, gloves and,for the real wimps, can you believe touques.
Things always improve after a few miles on the bike and so it was today. The highway was first class,hills were gentle, traffic was light and the truckers were very civil. We stopped at Gloria's cafe for a tummy fillup and the weather seemed to improve. No longer cold, but just cool with a nice little breeze to blow us along. We arrived in White river relatively early and decided to motel it as we were all pretty wet and needed to dry out our gear.
Jim and Yvonne are cooking tonite. They always come up with something yummy. Do you get the impression that food is always on our mind? -- Pat!
Things always improve after a few miles on the bike and so it was today. The highway was first class,hills were gentle, traffic was light and the truckers were very civil. We stopped at Gloria's cafe for a tummy fillup and the weather seemed to improve. No longer cold, but just cool with a nice little breeze to blow us along. We arrived in White river relatively early and decided to motel it as we were all pretty wet and needed to dry out our gear.
Jim and Yvonne are cooking tonite. They always come up with something yummy. Do you get the impression that food is always on our mind? -- Pat!
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Day 48 - July 12th - Marathon - 25KM
After enduring a ferocious overnight storm, we woke up to the sight of a thick, "pea-soup" like fog. This fog and mist was so bad that many people were taking frequent breaks in order to de-fog, if you will, their glasses and sunglasses. Although the safety conditions were sub-par it was quite an easy ride because we were all expecting a fairly mountainous trek. We were greeted by Brenda in Marathon and she had done a great job, as usual, in finding us a great hotel, The Peninsula Inn, that was more of a seven person camper that included a dishwasher and stove as well as a TV in the family room. Everyone had an enjoyable afteroon with some of us spending the afternoon in town while others stayed at home and enjoyed the Saturday sports TV. A great dinner, salmon patties and bean salad with veggies, and a great dessert, ice cream and grapes, capped off the day. Until next time!! Stefan.
Day 45-47 July 10-11 Rossport and Ney's Lunch
Rain and bugs are the mainstay of this stretch of road. We have hit our first major climbs in Ontario into Rossport. We are skirting the shoreline of Lake Superior, a very impressive sight. We got hammered with high winds, rain, thunder and lightning last night. We are undecided how far we go today perhaps Marathon. It will be a good climb out of Ney's Lunch. Until later!! Adele
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Day 44, Wednesday, July 9, Dorion, 90 km
We reluctantly left our soft beds, had a quick breakfast down at Joe's on Arthur Street and left town by local roads. Because of the history of Thunder Bay (Port Arthur and Fort William originally) our street name changed from Simpson, to Fort William, to Water, to Cumberland and finally to Hodder which took us. after 19 kms, back up to Hwys #11/17 where we were finally allowed to cycle.
Very quickly we came to the Terry Fox monument which was inspirational for all of us. Then we were on the highway again with some very bad patches with the shoulder being very narrow and full of holes, as well as the lane for vehicles beside it . It was horrendous for short patches on this two lane Trans-Canada Highway. We had planned to meet Brenda to make lunches but she phoned to say that there were 3 patches of construction ahead. So we stopped at Pass Lake to order a second breakfast/lunch.
We continued on into a headwind until Dorion where we decided that even if we continued we wouldn't get into Nipigon (original destination) until after 5 o'clock. It was very slow going and we were tiring. So we opted to stay at the Wolf River Campground just a few kilometers down the road.
It was a lovely site until the wind died down during the dinner hour and the mosquitoes came out. Even though we tried to be diligent mosquitoes got into the RV where David and Brenda had to fight a war before they could sleep. Those of us in tents fared better as it was a confined space with few places for the nasties to hide.
We hope for better wind tomorrow.
Contributed by Yvonne
Very quickly we came to the Terry Fox monument which was inspirational for all of us. Then we were on the highway again with some very bad patches with the shoulder being very narrow and full of holes, as well as the lane for vehicles beside it . It was horrendous for short patches on this two lane Trans-Canada Highway. We had planned to meet Brenda to make lunches but she phoned to say that there were 3 patches of construction ahead. So we stopped at Pass Lake to order a second breakfast/lunch.
We continued on into a headwind until Dorion where we decided that even if we continued we wouldn't get into Nipigon (original destination) until after 5 o'clock. It was very slow going and we were tiring. So we opted to stay at the Wolf River Campground just a few kilometers down the road.
It was a lovely site until the wind died down during the dinner hour and the mosquitoes came out. Even though we tried to be diligent mosquitoes got into the RV where David and Brenda had to fight a war before they could sleep. Those of us in tents fared better as it was a confined space with few places for the nasties to hide.
We hope for better wind tomorrow.
Contributed by Yvonne
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Day 42, Mon. July 7, Thunder Bay
Having been plagued by mosquitoes and black flies the last two days, today was no exception. Never have I seen a "break-camp" so fast. The 90 km road surface from Shabandowan to Thunder bay was - for the most part - quite acceptable.
Our intended breakfast stop became only muffins and buns as there was no cook at the restaurant at the junction of hwy 11 and 17.
We arrived at Kakabeka Falls by last morning, and enjoyed wandering along the several pathways on both sides of the river.
Continuing toward Thunder Bay, we were presented with a recently opened by-pass route and traffic signs indicating "no bikes". There was no indication of where cyclists should proceed or how we should levitate to our destination. No posted bike routes; no map of alternate routes; no bike path - just a sign to suggest "no bikes".
Tomorrow (Tuesday) is a rest day in Thunder Bay.
Contributed by Ute Grayson.
Our intended breakfast stop became only muffins and buns as there was no cook at the restaurant at the junction of hwy 11 and 17.
We arrived at Kakabeka Falls by last morning, and enjoyed wandering along the several pathways on both sides of the river.
Continuing toward Thunder Bay, we were presented with a recently opened by-pass route and traffic signs indicating "no bikes". There was no indication of where cyclists should proceed or how we should levitate to our destination. No posted bike routes; no map of alternate routes; no bike path - just a sign to suggest "no bikes".
Tomorrow (Tuesday) is a rest day in Thunder Bay.
Contributed by Ute Grayson.
Day 41, Sun. July 6 Shebandowan, 122 km.
Last night we fended off the black flies and mosquitoes, Jim and Serge being the least successful. The two of them also got up for a 3 a.m. walk under sheets of lightning. The rain that accompanied it did little damage.
In the morning we packed up soaked tents, grabbed some granola bars and were on the bikes by 7. At a Can-Op in North Quetico we shared eggs and sausages with four members of the David Thompson Canoe brigade. One was a veteran of the winning Manitoba Canoe in the 1967 Rocky Mountain Hourse to Montreal voyageur race.
After breakfast we headed back out and came across the change in watersheds from Hudson Bay to the Atlantic Ocean. From there we were greeted by a phenomenal tailwind which pushed us through our original destination of Kashabowie, where we ate lunch, on to Shebandowan where we stayed at a relaxing R.V. Park. We were treated to a beautiful pasta salad by Jim and Yvonne. The night ended early as we lost an hour by entering the Eastern time zone. All-in-all it was a very eventful day. Submitted by Serge and Stefan.
In the morning we packed up soaked tents, grabbed some granola bars and were on the bikes by 7. At a Can-Op in North Quetico we shared eggs and sausages with four members of the David Thompson Canoe brigade. One was a veteran of the winning Manitoba Canoe in the 1967 Rocky Mountain Hourse to Montreal voyageur race.
After breakfast we headed back out and came across the change in watersheds from Hudson Bay to the Atlantic Ocean. From there we were greeted by a phenomenal tailwind which pushed us through our original destination of Kashabowie, where we ate lunch, on to Shebandowan where we stayed at a relaxing R.V. Park. We were treated to a beautiful pasta salad by Jim and Yvonne. The night ended early as we lost an hour by entering the Eastern time zone. All-in-all it was a very eventful day. Submitted by Serge and Stefan.
Day 40, Sat. July 5. Atikokan, 91.5 km
About 8 a.m. we left Bliss Campground, Mine centre, amid a cloud of mosquitoes and black flies. "Bliss" is not exactly how I would describe the campsite, with a 200 m walk to the unisex washroom.
This morning traffic was very light on Hwy 11, with the occasional pulp-wood logging truck. For the full extent of the 91 km to Atikokan, there were no rest stops of any kind and almost no shade in which to seek shelter and relief in the 32 degree heat.
The only wildlife seen was a golden eagle. There were a few swampy bogs with beaver lodges, but no beaver seen. We keep hoping to see moose, bu no luck so far - maybe tomorrow. Submitted by Jim Grayson. P.s., yesterday's was submitted by Carol Judd. She apologizes for forgetting to sign her name.
This morning traffic was very light on Hwy 11, with the occasional pulp-wood logging truck. For the full extent of the 91 km to Atikokan, there were no rest stops of any kind and almost no shade in which to seek shelter and relief in the 32 degree heat.
The only wildlife seen was a golden eagle. There were a few swampy bogs with beaver lodges, but no beaver seen. We keep hoping to see moose, bu no luck so far - maybe tomorrow. Submitted by Jim Grayson. P.s., yesterday's was submitted by Carol Judd. She apologizes for forgetting to sign her name.
Day 39, Fri. July 4, Mine Centre, 103km.
At Emo we camped on the beside Rainy River. On the other shore, some 400 metres away, was Wisconsin. Therefore, when we left our campsites today we were as close to the U.S. as we will get on this trip and, as luck would have it, just in time for its fourth of July celebrations.
We cruised 30km into Fort Frances where Dave 3 finally found a Starbucks. The caffeine in his chai latte kept him on a high for the rest of the day. Most of the others ate our now usual second breakfast at a real restaurant.
On a roll with a tailwind we headed out to the causeway over Rainy Lake only to be stopped by the OPP who said there had been an accident and the road would likely be closed for an hour and a half. After an hour baking in the sun we set off once again and, helped by our faithful tailwind, mosquitoes and horseflies, we arrived in Mine Centre by 2:30 p.m.
We are on a beautiful lake (perhaps Seine Lake) at a campground called Bliss. It is a bit rustic, with one co-ed toilet and two co-ed showers. Nothing went amiss, however, until Dave 2 was showering in his stall and someone minced into the second stall announcing herself as Rita. To Dave's complete credit, he kept his eyes firmly averted and his embarrasment to himself. This was witnessed to be absolutely true by Dave 3 (aka Rita).
Another exciting moment happened when Serge and Stephan were cooking their first dinner - a fine fettuccini alfredo - when Serge used an oily rag as a pot holder and nearly set the R.V. on fire. Luck was on our side once again and the R.V. is hardly worse for the mishap.
We cruised 30km into Fort Frances where Dave 3 finally found a Starbucks. The caffeine in his chai latte kept him on a high for the rest of the day. Most of the others ate our now usual second breakfast at a real restaurant.
On a roll with a tailwind we headed out to the causeway over Rainy Lake only to be stopped by the OPP who said there had been an accident and the road would likely be closed for an hour and a half. After an hour baking in the sun we set off once again and, helped by our faithful tailwind, mosquitoes and horseflies, we arrived in Mine Centre by 2:30 p.m.
We are on a beautiful lake (perhaps Seine Lake) at a campground called Bliss. It is a bit rustic, with one co-ed toilet and two co-ed showers. Nothing went amiss, however, until Dave 2 was showering in his stall and someone minced into the second stall announcing herself as Rita. To Dave's complete credit, he kept his eyes firmly averted and his embarrasment to himself. This was witnessed to be absolutely true by Dave 3 (aka Rita).
Another exciting moment happened when Serge and Stephan were cooking their first dinner - a fine fettuccini alfredo - when Serge used an oily rag as a pot holder and nearly set the R.V. on fire. Luck was on our side once again and the R.V. is hardly worse for the mishap.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Day 38, Thursday, July 3, Emo, 110 km
Today was full of more beautiful lakes, hillier hills and trees. The road was again comfortable to ride on and the traffic was light. We had coffee/second breakfast 49 km into the ride at Nestor Falls and continued on through Finland to the junction with #11 where we turned east for 6 km, ending up in Emo. The terrain around Finland had changed to more flat and open areas with some farming evident. The road was quite straight with gentle hills.
We were worried about finding a spot in Emo to stay, though we knew there was a motel here. I had not read about any group/person staying in Emo and hadn't planned originally in stopping here. However, here we are and we are delighted! We had advice from David Cain (Sue's husband) to inquire at the OPP office if it was open. So Brenda did and we are now camped in the gorgeous Lions Park overlooking Rainy River with a view across to the US. We even have a cooking shelter and showers! How is that for continuing with our good luck?
The weather is cooperating and the cycling is enjoyable. We expect to not be able to communicate until we arrive in Thunder Bay in 5 days.
Posted by Yvonne from the Emo Public Library
We were worried about finding a spot in Emo to stay, though we knew there was a motel here. I had not read about any group/person staying in Emo and hadn't planned originally in stopping here. However, here we are and we are delighted! We had advice from David Cain (Sue's husband) to inquire at the OPP office if it was open. So Brenda did and we are now camped in the gorgeous Lions Park overlooking Rainy River with a view across to the US. We even have a cooking shelter and showers! How is that for continuing with our good luck?
The weather is cooperating and the cycling is enjoyable. We expect to not be able to communicate until we arrive in Thunder Bay in 5 days.
Posted by Yvonne from the Emo Public Library
Day 37, Wednesday, July 2, Sioux Narrows, 81 km
This morning we easily followed the signs out of Kenora and onto Highway 71 heading south. After 26 km we arrived at the Rushing River General Store to be greeted by Carol's neice (Sue Cain) with coffee and muffins from Tim Horton's. What a treat for our now traditional second breakfast! We had our lunch at Sioux Narrows and quickly found a nearby campsite/marina. Paradise Point actually turned out to be a better site than we thought on initial sight. There were several mule deer does and their fawns very comfortable in roaming back and forth through the boat trailers and RVs. The evening calm that came over the lake was enjoyed by all of us from the large deck overlooking the dock and boat ramp. The tranquility made many of us think of our summer holidays beside lakes.
The landscape changed again today. The road was gently hilly and curvy with mostly a decent shoulder. There were many marshes and small lakes where we expected to see moose but didn't. Wild flowers were in abundance by the roadside: daisies, wild marigold, pokeweed, yellow lady's slippers, wood lilies, etc. The granite chunks were large and became more plentiful. Signs of beaver were common and we saw a black bear crossing the road and a bald eagle landing in its nest.
I learned from Dave 2 about lobsticks and spent some time trying to spot one.
All for now, from Yvonne
The landscape changed again today. The road was gently hilly and curvy with mostly a decent shoulder. There were many marshes and small lakes where we expected to see moose but didn't. Wild flowers were in abundance by the roadside: daisies, wild marigold, pokeweed, yellow lady's slippers, wood lilies, etc. The granite chunks were large and became more plentiful. Signs of beaver were common and we saw a black bear crossing the road and a bald eagle landing in its nest.
I learned from Dave 2 about lobsticks and spent some time trying to spot one.
All for now, from Yvonne
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Day 36, Tuesday, July 1st (Canada Day), Kenora, 108.7 km
The horseflies abated to some degree and the road improved immensely. Coffee which has become a second breakfast was at Falcon Lake. Our server was in his red scarlet uniform and wished us all a safe day. Manitoba was handing out free hotdogs, cake and coffee at their info center. However Ontario's info center offered us nada. It was really hot so we took refuge at the side of the road for lunch.
We were startled by a highway motorcycle policeman who did a U-turn and flashed his lights. Were the laws different in Ontario??? It turns out that Carol's neice is an OPP member in Kenora and had sent him out to check our progress. Carol's neice and her husband joined us for supper during a wild storm that included hail. Yvonne and Jim (the Chefs de jour) were brilliant in making supper under a dripping oak tree.
We are heading south along highway 71 and 11. There wil be very few opportunities to update the blog for a while. Be in touch when we can.
Dave 3
We were startled by a highway motorcycle policeman who did a U-turn and flashed his lights. Were the laws different in Ontario??? It turns out that Carol's neice is an OPP member in Kenora and had sent him out to check our progress. Carol's neice and her husband joined us for supper during a wild storm that included hail. Yvonne and Jim (the Chefs de jour) were brilliant in making supper under a dripping oak tree.
We are heading south along highway 71 and 11. There wil be very few opportunities to update the blog for a while. Be in touch when we can.
Dave 3
Day 35, Monday, June 30, Prawda, 121 km
Serge and Stefan took us through a very painless route out of the city. Before we knew it we were in St. Anne's for coffee and our second breakfast. On the highway we were surrounded by horseflies. It seemed like we had our own personal cloud of flies. We also started to hit some bad roads... we were really unimpressed. We were worried that this was a omen of things to come. The change in terrain from the great plains to boreal forest happened really suddenly. Gone are the wide expanses of prairie to be replaced by rock and black spruce.
From Dave 3
From Dave 3
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Day 32,33,34,35 June 29, Winnipeg
And a happy Canada Day to everyone. We have arrived in Winnipeg and are taking two days to rest our legs,repair bikes and to be generally feted by friends and family.
David Johns Cook's Creek friends,Alan and Jane Burpee, provided us with a delicious BBQ last night,as well as a tour of the local museum which gave us an insight into the early settlement of the area. Friedly Manitoba is living up to it's reputation,as we were treated royally by these fine folk.
Although our time in Winnipeg is short, we have all taken the opportunity to see as much of the city as we can and of course to make the obligatory visit to MEC.
Serge and his son Stefan (friends of David J.) will be joining us for the next part of the trip with their destination being Toronto. We are looking forward to them being part of the team.
All in all, I believe that this collection of old bods is holding up reasonably well. All that clean living is finally starting to pay off. We are looking forward to continuing the journey east and experiencing new terrain, which is just around the corner. Our little mosquito friends are starting to make their presence felt but it is nothing that a little deet won't fix. The forecast is for 30 deg.tomorrow but a nice westerly breeze will more than offset any heat. -- TTFN --Pat!!
David Johns Cook's Creek friends,Alan and Jane Burpee, provided us with a delicious BBQ last night,as well as a tour of the local museum which gave us an insight into the early settlement of the area. Friedly Manitoba is living up to it's reputation,as we were treated royally by these fine folk.
Although our time in Winnipeg is short, we have all taken the opportunity to see as much of the city as we can and of course to make the obligatory visit to MEC.
Serge and his son Stefan (friends of David J.) will be joining us for the next part of the trip with their destination being Toronto. We are looking forward to them being part of the team.
All in all, I believe that this collection of old bods is holding up reasonably well. All that clean living is finally starting to pay off. We are looking forward to continuing the journey east and experiencing new terrain, which is just around the corner. Our little mosquito friends are starting to make their presence felt but it is nothing that a little deet won't fix. The forecast is for 30 deg.tomorrow but a nice westerly breeze will more than offset any heat. -- TTFN --Pat!!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Day 31, Thurs. June 26, Carman 118.9 km
Today's winds were favourable and so it felt easier than yesterday. We stopped in at Swan Lake, 1 km off the highway, for coffee and spoke with the locals. This exchange is a fun part of the trip for us. We noticed lots of wind turbines again from Somerset through St. Leon. After about 76 km. we came to a rise and could see the Red River Valley stretched out below us. Dave 3 says that it used to be Agassiz Lake, left over from glacial days. A few kilometres of downhill and we came to Miami where we had lunch at the park. Again we saw a wonderfully groomed baseball diamond...seems to be a feature of these small prairie towns.
We arrived in Carman and easily found King's Park which has a separate shower building. You can tell what is important to us.
We are looking forward to arriving in Winnipeg tomorrow for a weekend of bike maintenance, catching up with family and friends, and perhaps doing some sight-seeing.
This quick catch-up was done by Yvonne. Wireless service has been non-existent in this area. We'll be in touch.
We arrived in Carman and easily found King's Park which has a separate shower building. You can tell what is important to us.
We are looking forward to arriving in Winnipeg tomorrow for a weekend of bike maintenance, catching up with family and friends, and perhaps doing some sight-seeing.
This quick catch-up was done by Yvonne. Wireless service has been non-existent in this area. We'll be in touch.
Day 30, Wed. June 25, Baldur, Man. 126.2 km
We left Deloraine at 8 despite the time change. The wind was at our backs and we had a great ride for 65 km past more marshy areas and lots of birds. Average speed for this section was 27 kph. The entrance to Kilarney, where we had coffee, had several gorgeous lakes and campgrounds. It looked like a thriving community.
Then we headed north to Ninette for about 25 km. It was into an ugly north-west wind and we stayed as a group going 14-15 kph. Ninette was disappointingly small but Pelican Lake had many pelicans and beautiful water which we enjoyed while having lunch on the shore. The drop down into Ninette reminded us of Princeton and the 1 km climb out was nothing at all!
We then headed for Baldur, Aleda's hometown, about 30 km further. The campground is by the school and was free, but had no showers. I went to the school for internet use but ending up getting showers for all of us in the school gym! Randy, the principal, stayed until 5 o clock so that we could take advantage of them. Thank you, Randy and Cheryl (secretary), for your hospitality and "happy last day of school" to you and the students.
Then we headed north to Ninette for about 25 km. It was into an ugly north-west wind and we stayed as a group going 14-15 kph. Ninette was disappointingly small but Pelican Lake had many pelicans and beautiful water which we enjoyed while having lunch on the shore. The drop down into Ninette reminded us of Princeton and the 1 km climb out was nothing at all!
We then headed for Baldur, Aleda's hometown, about 30 km further. The campground is by the school and was free, but had no showers. I went to the school for internet use but ending up getting showers for all of us in the school gym! Randy, the principal, stayed until 5 o clock so that we could take advantage of them. Thank you, Randy and Cheryl (secretary), for your hospitality and "happy last day of school" to you and the students.
Day 29, Tues. June 24, Deloraine, 116 km.
We left Carnduff about 8 heading east on # 18. We stopped after 24 km. for coffee in Gainsborough and happened to meet four ladies (who would be preparing a tea for after a funeral later that day) and the mayor of the town. It was the most memorable thing we did today except for crossing the border into Manitoba and changing our watches an hour ahead.
We are back on the Red Coat Trail again but here it is named the NWMP Trail. The area is a little more up and down with the trees being larger and the farms more prosperous-looking.
We were fighting the wind and/or the road surfaces today. There were only gravel shoulders with a sharp drop-off but they weren't a problem as the traffic was light and the vehicles moved right over for us. We spent 5 hours and 55 minutes in the saddle today with an average speed of 19.5. It was a tough slog, topped off with our first encounter with mosquitoes.
We are back on the Red Coat Trail again but here it is named the NWMP Trail. The area is a little more up and down with the trees being larger and the farms more prosperous-looking.
We were fighting the wind and/or the road surfaces today. There were only gravel shoulders with a sharp drop-off but they weren't a problem as the traffic was light and the vehicles moved right over for us. We spent 5 hours and 55 minutes in the saddle today with an average speed of 19.5. It was a tough slog, topped off with our first encounter with mosquitoes.
Day 28, Mon. June 23, Carnduff, 96 km.
James sent us off with a hearty breakfast and directions for following the detour through town. Soon we were on the highway going east. The topography is a little different now with gulleys with bushes, and roadside sloughs with various kinds of blackbirds. The traffic is quite heavy with many trucks ferrying huge pieces of equipment. There was a sense of something happening here in southern Sask. Sure enough, later in the day, we spoke with a young man who had just finished a shift digging for oil - his crew was working on its 20th job, working 24 hours a day and taking about 5 days to go down about 1400 meters for the oil.
There were no towns of note until Oxbow, where we had lunch. Just before Oxbow there was a downhill symbol (for trucks) and we were pleased to go down into the coulee and up out again....felt like home!
The campground is very basic but does have a shower!
There were no towns of note until Oxbow, where we had lunch. Just before Oxbow there was a downhill symbol (for trucks) and we were pleased to go down into the coulee and up out again....felt like home!
The campground is very basic but does have a shower!
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Day 27 Sunday June22 Estevan 89k
We have travelled 2107k to date.
No favourable winds - fought headwinds all the way to Estevan (estimated up to 30kph with gusts to 40). The conditions forced us in pace line strategies - looking around for wildlife would have resulted in a much shorter trip, as we waited for crashed riders to heal in the local infirmery.
Adele's large family came through again - arrived at her sister Ginette, and husband James, house to be greeted with cold cerveza. This was followed (after riders were fumigated in the shower and laundry was done) by a delicious beef, salad, and ice cream cake dinner (embossed with "Hsppy Anniversary" for Dave2 and Guadalupe - 40 years!)
Adele's parents, Bob and Cecile, will be celebrating their 60th anniversary tomorrow - congratulations!
Finally, an editorial note for the future Manitoba section - Dave3 has been working diligently for many days to manage down our expections for his native province. We wait with great interest to see how the world unfolds!
Dave2
No favourable winds - fought headwinds all the way to Estevan (estimated up to 30kph with gusts to 40). The conditions forced us in pace line strategies - looking around for wildlife would have resulted in a much shorter trip, as we waited for crashed riders to heal in the local infirmery.
Adele's large family came through again - arrived at her sister Ginette, and husband James, house to be greeted with cold cerveza. This was followed (after riders were fumigated in the shower and laundry was done) by a delicious beef, salad, and ice cream cake dinner (embossed with "Hsppy Anniversary" for Dave2 and Guadalupe - 40 years!)
Adele's parents, Bob and Cecile, will be celebrating their 60th anniversary tomorrow - congratulations!
Finally, an editorial note for the future Manitoba section - Dave3 has been working diligently for many days to manage down our expections for his native province. We wait with great interest to see how the world unfolds!
Dave2
Day 26 Saturday June21 Weyburn 142k
The ride from Assiniboia was wonderfully assisted by Adele's uncle Ernie who, along with Brenda in the RV, transported bikes and riders past a nasty road construction site east of Assiniboia.
The only relief from flat visual deprivation was a brief stop at Ogema, where we observed a furniture auction supporting a local senior citizen's centre. Saskatchewan continues to have shown its tradition of supporting its people, while repecting their independence.
Our origiqal plan was to stop at Pangman, but favourable winds enabled us to continue to Weyburn - a long but successful day.
Six and half hours of riding, averaging 22kph, was an excellent test of both the resilience of our butts and the various compounds used to soothe them!!
Dave2
The only relief from flat visual deprivation was a brief stop at Ogema, where we observed a furniture auction supporting a local senior citizen's centre. Saskatchewan continues to have shown its tradition of supporting its people, while repecting their independence.
Our origiqal plan was to stop at Pangman, but favourable winds enabled us to continue to Weyburn - a long but successful day.
Six and half hours of riding, averaging 22kph, was an excellent test of both the resilience of our butts and the various compounds used to soothe them!!
Dave2
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Day 24, Thursday, June 19, Assiniboia, 90 km
We are in the Assiniboia campground which is adjacent to an outdoor swimming pool. It is quite a lovely spot and we will be here tomorrow as well.
The cycling conditions today were wonderful. The sky was clear, the road straight, the traffic virtually non-existent and the wind was with us. We quickly rode through Kincaid, Woodrow (where Carol inquired at the Coop gas store about Graham Patterson, a local artist), and Wood River to La Fleche where we didn't find cinnamon buns or butter tarts but did find milkshakes and muffins. Then we continued on through Limerick to Assiniboia, an easy journey of 90 km. Apparently Assiniboia means "one who cooks with a stone"...that's appropriate because Pat is barbequing tonight!
Tomorrow, Day 25, will be a rest day. Adele will be taking us to view the petroglyphs at St. Victor where she grew up and perhaps go on to Willow Bunch where the Giant Beaupre was born.
Tomorrow night we will be having a French dinner prepared by Adele's mom. It will include tourtiere, ragout boulettes, coq au vin, fresh garden salad (Adele planted the lettuce and onions in May) and will be topped with Saskatoon pie. We have been doing very well with our cuisine, taking every opportunity to eat but I think tomorrow night's meal will be extra special.
All for now. Yvonne
The cycling conditions today were wonderful. The sky was clear, the road straight, the traffic virtually non-existent and the wind was with us. We quickly rode through Kincaid, Woodrow (where Carol inquired at the Coop gas store about Graham Patterson, a local artist), and Wood River to La Fleche where we didn't find cinnamon buns or butter tarts but did find milkshakes and muffins. Then we continued on through Limerick to Assiniboia, an easy journey of 90 km. Apparently Assiniboia means "one who cooks with a stone"...that's appropriate because Pat is barbequing tonight!
Tomorrow, Day 25, will be a rest day. Adele will be taking us to view the petroglyphs at St. Victor where she grew up and perhaps go on to Willow Bunch where the Giant Beaupre was born.
Tomorrow night we will be having a French dinner prepared by Adele's mom. It will include tourtiere, ragout boulettes, coq au vin, fresh garden salad (Adele planted the lettuce and onions in May) and will be topped with Saskatoon pie. We have been doing very well with our cuisine, taking every opportunity to eat but I think tomorrow night's meal will be extra special.
All for now. Yvonne
Day 23, Wed. June 18, Hazenmore, Sask. 114 km
We tried for an early start this morning. However, Adele's glasses frame broke (duck tape works) and Dave 3 cut his left thumb with the bread knife. Otherwise, an early start on Hwy 4 heading south.
We passed quickly (following wind) through areas whose names reminded us that German POWs probably stayed here (e.g.Rhineland, Blumenhof), saw large hedgerows and of course, the usual dead gophers. The road surface was new and wonderful.
Eventually after 55 km we came to Cadillac where we had French fries and coffee in the relic-filled hotel dining/pub area. Dave 2 entertained us with a childhood ditty which some knew but which I'd never heard before. Here it is:
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
Mutilated monkeys' meat,
Pickled porpoise pus,
French fried eyeballs in a bowl of snot.
And me........without my spoon!
I think it must be a prairie thing!
Then we changed to Hwy 13 heading east towards Ponteix which was to be our destination. Instead ,we decided to take advantage of the cooler day and the favourable crosswind so kept going towards Kincaid. However, we received a phone call from our tour director, Brenda, that the Kincaid campsite was an open field with about 200 squealing gophers and no toilets!
We stopped in at the Red Coat Inn in Hazenmore to have a soft drink, use the washrooms and to confer. Dave 3 went next door to the Coop and found out that we could camp in the little park across the way. Good news, but the issue of washrooms and showers came up. We decided we could eat dinner at the Inn to access the washrooms in the evening (we're quite flexible!). One thing led to another and the waitress, Bea, started to get involved in the problem solving. The final solution was that she had the keys to an empty house, we had our own towels and shampoo, and there were empty beds we could use. There was even a power hookup for the RV. We felt that the whole day had been serendipitous. It ended with real steaks at the Inn, a walk around town and a good night's sleep.
We passed quickly (following wind) through areas whose names reminded us that German POWs probably stayed here (e.g.Rhineland, Blumenhof), saw large hedgerows and of course, the usual dead gophers. The road surface was new and wonderful.
Eventually after 55 km we came to Cadillac where we had French fries and coffee in the relic-filled hotel dining/pub area. Dave 2 entertained us with a childhood ditty which some knew but which I'd never heard before. Here it is:
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
Mutilated monkeys' meat,
Pickled porpoise pus,
French fried eyeballs in a bowl of snot.
And me........without my spoon!
I think it must be a prairie thing!
Then we changed to Hwy 13 heading east towards Ponteix which was to be our destination. Instead ,we decided to take advantage of the cooler day and the favourable crosswind so kept going towards Kincaid. However, we received a phone call from our tour director, Brenda, that the Kincaid campsite was an open field with about 200 squealing gophers and no toilets!
We stopped in at the Red Coat Inn in Hazenmore to have a soft drink, use the washrooms and to confer. Dave 3 went next door to the Coop and found out that we could camp in the little park across the way. Good news, but the issue of washrooms and showers came up. We decided we could eat dinner at the Inn to access the washrooms in the evening (we're quite flexible!). One thing led to another and the waitress, Bea, started to get involved in the problem solving. The final solution was that she had the keys to an empty house, we had our own towels and shampoo, and there were empty beds we could use. There was even a power hookup for the RV. We felt that the whole day had been serendipitous. It ended with real steaks at the Inn, a walk around town and a good night's sleep.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Day 22 & 23 - June 16 & 17 - Swift Current
Day 22- 81.6K Eagle Valley Campground to Gull Lake
Today's ride involved facing a SE wind for most of the trip. As we got into the Gull Lake campground, a huge thunderstorm hit us with full force. Thunder, lightening and hail greeted us. Yvonne was impressed! Jim and Ute's tent got flooded out and had to be moved to a safer location. The rest of us faired not too badly. A person in Regina was killed by a lighening bolt. Powerful!! Carol connected with a Grandmother from the Gull Lake Grandmothers for Africa.
Day23- 61.8K - Gull Lake to Swift Current
Land of the Living Sky dominated our day; riding under a blue, blue sky. As the day wore on the temperature rose and by the time we got to the Ponderosa Campground we were feeling very warm indeed. Today Yvonne has tied me the record for flat tires "2". Swift Current "where life makes sense!!" Tomorrow we are heading South to Ponteix along Hwy 13.
Today's ride involved facing a SE wind for most of the trip. As we got into the Gull Lake campground, a huge thunderstorm hit us with full force. Thunder, lightening and hail greeted us. Yvonne was impressed! Jim and Ute's tent got flooded out and had to be moved to a safer location. The rest of us faired not too badly. A person in Regina was killed by a lighening bolt. Powerful!! Carol connected with a Grandmother from the Gull Lake Grandmothers for Africa.
Day23- 61.8K - Gull Lake to Swift Current
Land of the Living Sky dominated our day; riding under a blue, blue sky. As the day wore on the temperature rose and by the time we got to the Ponderosa Campground we were feeling very warm indeed. Today Yvonne has tied me the record for flat tires "2". Swift Current "where life makes sense!!" Tomorrow we are heading South to Ponteix along Hwy 13.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Day 21-Sunday June 15- Medicine Hat to Eagle Valley Campground
What a delightful day of cycling covering 94.3K over rolling prairie hills. The sun was an ever present friend with a few scattered clouds. This is a secluded area with few coffee shops -our only stop was a gas station in Walsh, close to the Sask. border. We saw several prong horned antelope resting in the grass, a coyote and Dave 2 identified several willet birds. A photo-op was necessary at the Sk border.
The RV suffered slight damage to a roof vent which only needed duct tape to fix.
Dave 3 had the first tire failure- a huge bulge which slowed him down only slightly. Here we are at Eagle Valley Campground 4.5K from the Maple Creek turnoff- one of the nicest places we've stayed.
Pat and Ute made a spectacular dinner tonight- authentic elk and beef sausage from Premier Sausage Co., saurkraut with perogies and a cake topped with 2 candles celebrating leaving Alberta.
Tomorrow we are heading for Gull lake or ...
That's all for now! Adele
The RV suffered slight damage to a roof vent which only needed duct tape to fix.
Dave 3 had the first tire failure- a huge bulge which slowed him down only slightly. Here we are at Eagle Valley Campground 4.5K from the Maple Creek turnoff- one of the nicest places we've stayed.
Pat and Ute made a spectacular dinner tonight- authentic elk and beef sausage from Premier Sausage Co., saurkraut with perogies and a cake topped with 2 candles celebrating leaving Alberta.
Tomorrow we are heading for Gull lake or ...
That's all for now! Adele
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Day 19 & 20, June 13 & 14, Medicine Hat
This is a catch up entry from yesterday and today.
The only way to describe Alberta is big! There is a long highway with a wide shoulder, a big sky with everchanging cloud formations, a big wind that is constantly blowing (sometimes with us fortunately), big farms, and big hearts (we have had a lot of friendly toots along the way).
Yesterday we sadly left Chris and Terry and started to fly along to Lethbridge which we reached in record time! By lunch we were in Taber and decided to make our record breaking distance of 137.4 km by continuing to Grassy Lake municipal park. We quickly erected our tents as the forecast was for thundershowers and a dark cloud was looming behind us. Luckily for us the wind suddenly calmed and the warm sun shone for our dinner hour. However, the ever present wind came up and chased us to our tents once again.
Unfortunately this morning we awoke to heavy rain and locked bathrooms! They're not early birds here, unlike us. Before we headed out the rain stopped and skies cleared momentarily. We had a northwest wind on our shoulder all the way to Seven Persons where we stopped to purchase and taste various goodies at the Premium Sausage Co. As happens in Victoria the wind shifted during our brief lunch break. Now it was in our face all the way to Medicine Hat. Adele and I realized the full impact of a semi trailer and wind working together.....we were blown about!
We are looking forward to a relaxing evening except for Jim and I, the cooks!
Yours in passing, Yvonne
P.S. I want to say hi to Lindsay, Nathan, and Benji who are following our progress from Toronto.
The only way to describe Alberta is big! There is a long highway with a wide shoulder, a big sky with everchanging cloud formations, a big wind that is constantly blowing (sometimes with us fortunately), big farms, and big hearts (we have had a lot of friendly toots along the way).
Yesterday we sadly left Chris and Terry and started to fly along to Lethbridge which we reached in record time! By lunch we were in Taber and decided to make our record breaking distance of 137.4 km by continuing to Grassy Lake municipal park. We quickly erected our tents as the forecast was for thundershowers and a dark cloud was looming behind us. Luckily for us the wind suddenly calmed and the warm sun shone for our dinner hour. However, the ever present wind came up and chased us to our tents once again.
Unfortunately this morning we awoke to heavy rain and locked bathrooms! They're not early birds here, unlike us. Before we headed out the rain stopped and skies cleared momentarily. We had a northwest wind on our shoulder all the way to Seven Persons where we stopped to purchase and taste various goodies at the Premium Sausage Co. As happens in Victoria the wind shifted during our brief lunch break. Now it was in our face all the way to Medicine Hat. Adele and I realized the full impact of a semi trailer and wind working together.....we were blown about!
We are looking forward to a relaxing evening except for Jim and I, the cooks!
Yours in passing, Yvonne
P.S. I want to say hi to Lindsay, Nathan, and Benji who are following our progress from Toronto.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Day 16, 17, 18 - June 10, 11, 12 - Blairmore to Ft. Macleod
Day 16- Tuesday, June 10- 92.5 K
Day 17- Wednesday, June11-Weather break
Day 18- Thursday, June 12- Rest Day
As you recall, there was some indication of ice on our tent. Was this an indication of what was to come??? The first thing we noticed was the wide shoulder on this Alberta highway. We came out of the foothills with some headwind until we reached the Pincher Creek Husky Station, heading to Fort Macleod. As we headed out back onto the road the eastern headwind felt like a gale. Carol's friend Chris couldn't wait until we reached her home in Fort Macleod and drove out to search for us. We normally cruise at about 20 km per hour, but the conditions slowed us to more like 13 kmh.
What a heartfelt welcome we received from Terry Malone and Christine McKnight. Terry (manager of Head-Smashed-In Buffalo Jump) organized an incredible series of experiences at the Jump for us. From a buffalo stew dinner to sleeping in the lodge (instead of teepees since the weather was too vile) to listening to the Blackfoot interpreters-Stan Nowlton, Peigan; Trevor Prairie Chicken, Blackfoot and Sioux; and Josh Crow Shoe, Peigan.
During the dark and stormy days we wiled away many hours at a new local bakery/cafe called Rahn's, where we recouped all the calories we had burned. Today was the most relaxing we have had here. We rested, wandered about town and got our laundry up to date. During all this time we have had free run of Chris and Terry's house. We would like to thank both of them for the fabulous welcome and many, many kindnesses they have shown us.
We are now ready to face whatever the elements offer us. Tomorrow, come hell or whatever, we are heading at least as far as Lethbridge or beyond. We have to get that far because there doesn't seem to be anything except blades of grass between here and there. By Adele and Carol
Day 17- Wednesday, June11-Weather break
Day 18- Thursday, June 12- Rest Day
As you recall, there was some indication of ice on our tent. Was this an indication of what was to come??? The first thing we noticed was the wide shoulder on this Alberta highway. We came out of the foothills with some headwind until we reached the Pincher Creek Husky Station, heading to Fort Macleod. As we headed out back onto the road the eastern headwind felt like a gale. Carol's friend Chris couldn't wait until we reached her home in Fort Macleod and drove out to search for us. We normally cruise at about 20 km per hour, but the conditions slowed us to more like 13 kmh.
What a heartfelt welcome we received from Terry Malone and Christine McKnight. Terry (manager of Head-Smashed-In Buffalo Jump) organized an incredible series of experiences at the Jump for us. From a buffalo stew dinner to sleeping in the lodge (instead of teepees since the weather was too vile) to listening to the Blackfoot interpreters-Stan Nowlton, Peigan; Trevor Prairie Chicken, Blackfoot and Sioux; and Josh Crow Shoe, Peigan.
During the dark and stormy days we wiled away many hours at a new local bakery/cafe called Rahn's, where we recouped all the calories we had burned. Today was the most relaxing we have had here. We rested, wandered about town and got our laundry up to date. During all this time we have had free run of Chris and Terry's house. We would like to thank both of them for the fabulous welcome and many, many kindnesses they have shown us.
We are now ready to face whatever the elements offer us. Tomorrow, come hell or whatever, we are heading at least as far as Lethbridge or beyond. We have to get that far because there doesn't seem to be anything except blades of grass between here and there. By Adele and Carol
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Day 15- Monday June 9- Elko to Blairmore
The day started pleasant enough but once again the rains came down on us. As we followed the Elk River towards Fernie the weather continued to be a challenge. However the awe inspiring scenery more than compensated. We travelled through the Crow's Nest and over the Continental Divide (rivers now flow East to Hudson's Bay). We were welcomed royally at the Alberta Visitors Center. We got our tents up at the Lost Lemon RV campground inbetween rain squalls. This is the life, seeing rainbows and eating leftover chili. There was actually ice on the tent when we got up this morning.
By the way, thanks to Sandy and Glenda, we have consumed all their case of wine. Now we are forced to pay up!! Until later, Pat & Adele
By the way, thanks to Sandy and Glenda, we have consumed all their case of wine. Now we are forced to pay up!! Until later, Pat & Adele
Day 13 and 14- Sat/Sun June 7&8 -Elko
Leaving Creston, a tail wind assisted us through the Kootenays to Moyie Lake. It was a wet ride but we were able to get our tents up in between showers. Leaving Moyie Lake, the weather looked benign. However, this didn't last and we were back to same ol' wind and rain. Pat taught us the efficiency - synergy of a properly executed paceline which we used to cover the distance to Elko. The odometer has now clicked over the 1000K mark. Tomorrow the Alberta border!!!
Regretably, 2 members of our Sea to Sea group have decided to leave our tour in Cranbrook. We wish them well.
Effective Monday, June 9 a new blog will be used to record our journey. Please save this new blogspot address. Adele and Pat
http://cyclingseatosea2008.blogspot.com/
Regretably, 2 members of our Sea to Sea group have decided to leave our tour in Cranbrook. We wish them well.
Effective Monday, June 9 a new blog will be used to record our journey. Please save this new blogspot address. Adele and Pat
http://cyclingseatosea2008.blogspot.com/
Sunday, June 8, 2008
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Day 12- Creston 55k
Started riding over rolling hills along the coast line of Kootenay Lake enjoying the amazing views. The climbs became steeper and longer as we approached Creston. The wind and rain picked up pace so we convened at the Dairy Queen and are presently ensconced at the Creston Valley Motel. There is nothing like watching those dark clouds swirling surrounding the Kootenay mountains.by Adele
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Day 11- Thursday, June 5- Castlegar to Boswell- 110K
After an early morning rain, packing up wet tents, we headed downhill into Castlegar where the Kootenay River merges with the Columbia. Highway 3A provided a great vantage point for seeing the Brilliant, the Keenleyside and Bonnington power generating dams. On to quaint Nelson and crossing Kootenay Lake on the Balfour ferry. What a scenic route it was. Many of us wish to return to further explore this region. Avoid the Bayshore RV Resort near Boswell. Bad attitude. Need I say more!!110 K our longest day so far. TTFNby Adele
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Day 10 Wednesday June 4 at Castlegar, 71k
The rain is not only in Spain - also in Christina Lake. Its amazing how much water a tent can hold - packed! Fortunately it stopped annd remained cool and overcast nearly all day - a major benefit for a 34k pre downhill to Paulson Summit at 1535m.The pass itself was mundane and desolate, and the anticipated rest stop had been removed - presumably to release funding for the Olympics. Resources were available to create bicycle eating rumble strips on the high speed downhill run to CastlegarYvonne and Horst kindly went ahead (by about an hour) to set up camp. Dave3 had a flat which provided time for a nutrition break for his supervisory staff (Jim,Ute,Carol,Dave2)Your humble and obedient blogger, Dave2
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Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Day 9, Tuesday, June 3, Christina Lake 90 km today
We were away at 8 a.m. today with clouds overhead. We followed undulating and curving roads through beautiful West Kootenay landscape. Several signs along the way suggested that we could cross the border into the US only between 9 and 5. We followed the Kettle River, then Norwegian Creek after Midway. Like all creeks and rivers we've seen so far they were high and fast-flowing.The first real town we came to was Greenwood, and apparently it is Canada's smallest city. Greenwood had a booming copper mining industry until the end of WW1. Then its population rose again with an influx of Japanese who were relocated during WW2. At one time Greenwood had a population of only 2000 but surprisingly had 14 hotels and an opera house with 1000 seats. We enjoyed cinnamon buns with cream cheese at the Copper Eagle Cappucino and Bakery. I also bought a butter tart for the upcoming summit. A local resident was eager to tell us that he had cycled solo across Canada and he found BC to be the easiest province!!Silly man!We continued on with hills and slight downhills and were completely taken by surprise when we saw the Elhot Summit 1028 meters sign. We took the mandatory summit photo and I guiltily ate my butter tart. Then we started a 21.5 km downhill ride into Grand Forks.In Grand Forks we went our separate ways. Some went to find the bike shop, others went to have borscht local style, I went to the library and then we all met to eat lunch in the municipal park and to trade stories. Then we started another downhill ride, this time the 21.6 km were not so easy as we had a headwind all the way to Christina Lake. The weather is threatening, the campground is not overcrowded and we're all looking forward to the challenge of the Blueberry Paulson on our way to Castlegar. We'll all be sleeping cozy and comfy and hopefully dry in our tents tonight.report by Yvonne
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Monday, June 2, 2008
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Day 4, Thursday, May 29, Mule Deer Campsite, Manning Park 56.5 kmAfter a great breakfast in both lodgings we set off into the fog heading east. We could not see the hills ahead of us which might have been a good thing. The shoulders had rumble strips and gravel left over from the winter so we cycled in the traffic lane and moved over when necessary. Fortunately there was not much traffic and finally the sun came out after two short climbs. We followed the Skagit River as it crossed the highway several times. Most of us saw a black bear just across the highway (which reminds me that two black bears visited the premises of the B & B during the previous evening). We also started to see snow in the woods beside the road. We reached the Allison Pass Summit (1342 meters) 37.5 km into the day’s ride. It was a challenge and we congratulated ourselves at the top. We now started to follow the Similkameen River as it wound its way down the mountains. It seemed to be downhill, but not really, for 10 km into Manning Park Lodge area where we had a lunch in the sunshine. We were entertained by Columbian ground squirrels (according to Dave 2) and cowbirds (according to Brenda). We had a relaxed visit, then headed for a further relaxing 10 km downhill to Mule Deer campsite. At our nightly fireside chat led by Pat M. we discussed perhaps heading as far as Hedley tomorrow. All possibly attractive to bear things were put in the RV and then we headed to our tents.Report by YvonneDay 5, Friday, May 30, Gold Mountain RV Park, Hedley 92/5 kmAfter a breakfast with hot chocolate but no coffee we set out in crisp but sunny weather. The ride didn’t seem as difficult as yesterday’s; we regrouped to shed clothing at the base of the climb and arrived at Sunday Summit (1282 meters) after 24 km of cycling. The downhill started gently then became crazy with 2 km of 8% grade…Adele and I reached a maximum speed of 60.1 kph. From the summit to the bottom of the first downhill was 20 km, then we had another long and scary downhill right into Princeton. Our arthritic hands were hurting from grasping the brakes.Brenda had found a laundromat for us; while our clothes washed we ate our lunches on the sidewalk in front, trying to get some shade. I had my first coffee of the day.We arrived in Hedley just after 4 p.m. after a long flat but slightly downhill stretch of almost 40 km. Of course Brenda was there ahead of us and had put out the orange cones. The highlight of the day was that Adele had to buy everyone a beer because she got the first flat of the day.Day 6, Saturday, May 31, Osoyoos at the private home of Adele Moeller’s uncle Dennis Bissonnette and his wife, Carole (reported by Carol)The ride into Hedley from Princeton was absolutely gentle downhill along the Similkameen River. This morning, leaving Hedley, we immediately got into rolling hills and the day had promise of considerable heat. We stopped to see the old gold mining facilities stuck onto the side of the mountain just past Hedley. It sounded amazing, but not all of us could make out the old buildings far up the mountain.We rode into Keremeos where we saw the unusual sight of a horse and rider on the sidewalk – though the scene seemed not to be so unusual to the residents of the small town. Brenda had located some neck things with crystals in them that one soaks in water so the crystals swell up and get soft and retain the sense of coolness on the neck. This was supposed to help in the heat. Several of us bought one – including me. Unfortunately, as it turned out, we didn’t have the water available to soak them just there and then.Further on along the road we were looking for a shady spot for lunch. Since we were in a desert, this was hard to find. Lo and behold, a few picnic tables and umbrellas showed up at the end of a lane leading from the road. Some people even noticed it was a small local winery called Seven Stones. Well, lunch turned into a wine tasting session and most of the cyclists bought bottles of what they called fine wine. You get the picture.By now the heat was blazing down, no shade, a desert, and increasingly sharp hills with a mountain pass (Richter) coming up. Don’t forget those wine bottles in the panniers. Needless to say, this ride turned into perhaps the hardest so far, though the last bit downhill into Osoyoos was pleasant.Adele’s aunt and uncle live right on Osoyoos Lake so we ended up enjoying the heat that was such a problem earlier.Day 7 Sunday, June 1 Rest day at the Bissonnette’s in Osoyoos – reported by CarolThis report will be shorter than my first, as all we did was eat and sleep and lie around all day. It was not without its excitement, however, when overnight a wind and rainstorm blew through the area. Our tents were absolutely drenched and the occupants were universally happy that we had decided to take the day off before tackling Anarchist Mountain. I won’t mention the food, except to say that it did include cheesecake brought from Kelowna by Dave and Brenda’s RCMP daughter, Clover, who was passing through on her way to Chilliwack to take a work-related course.Day 8 Monday, June 2 – Kettle River RV Park - Reported by CarolWell folks, we came, we saw and we conquered the mythic Anarchist Mountain today. Jerry Porter, you will be so proud of us! After that what more is there to say. Here are some of the details. As almost everyone knows, Anarchist is about 30 kms of more or less straight up, culminating in a summit at 1233 metres. It is reputed to separate the sheep from the goats, so to speak. We left Osoyoos at about 8:30 on a cool and threatening morning, which was a good thing. Although the climb was relentless, we took it in stride and reached the summit after 3 and a half hours. We then put on warm clothes and began our descent into Rock Creek. By now the weather was really threatening with dark clouds all around us. The wind rose and we almost froze on the way down. Dave Johns went so far as to say he enjoyed the climb more than the descent. I don’t know how many people agreed with him, however. By Rock Creek, a storm was imminent. Most of us decided to make for the RV park just 8 km away. We must confess we got somewhat wet and put out tents up in the rain. A few decided to stay in Rock Creek, drink coffee and then come on. I was in the “make for it” group, so naturally the “wait it out” group had sunshine all the way for their ride and they put their tents up in sunshine, too.
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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Day 3, Sunshine Valley (May 28)
After gentle wild rabbits and noisy trains during the night at Agassiz we discovered that our power source for the RV was not working. We did not panic....it was our problem, not just Dave's. So after a diligent search Dave went in the RV with Brenda to find help. Meanwhile, in gorgeous and in gorgeous scenery we cycled through the valley to Hope. On the way we heard the great news from Dave that he had connected with a mechanic from Hope who met them, led them to his house (on his day off!) where they started to go through a check list. Meanwhile our intrepid Brenda began to think some more and said "Has anyone checked the master switch?" Needless to say the power was back on and lucky Dave was able to cycle from Hope with us. After coffee at Rolly's Restaurant (a hunk for a waiter!)we started out towards Highway 3. Now we were in the mountains and the timing for 16 kms was way off! We did well, considering...had a wind behind our backs to aid us and to cool us off. Jim and Ute saw a black bear by the road (Ute makes a good lookout)that the rest of us with our heads down didn't see. We arrived in Sunshine Valley mid-afternoon. Four of us are staying at Mountain View B & B (Tony and Joyce are our wonderful hosts...they remembered Carol from her trip 5 years ago). The rest of the gang cycled up, up the mountain to the Billabong Lodge. We socialized in the lodge, revisiting the day's events and finding out that we had climbed about 690 meters. Dinner of pork chops amd scalloped potatoes prepared by Horst and Patricia was well-received....great to have an oven. Tony and Joyce have allowed us to do a wash and use the computer for this update. On another note I did get my latest granddaughter; read an email from my son Rob that baby Samantha was born at 6:59 pm on Monday and mom and baby are doing well. Now I only have the cycling to worry about. We are heading to bed early, feeling satisfied with our day. Probably won't be a posting for a few days as we will be at Mule Deer campsite im Manning Park tomorrow.hello from Yvonnep.s. (Want to add a thank you to Patti and Hugh who also came out to Swartz Bay to see us off on Monday.
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
27 May 2008: Day Two
Most of us had very little sleep last night, mainly because of the the trains that passed close to our campsite at regular intervals during the night making horrendous noises! We will all have to wear earplugs in future, I suppose -- lots of trains around, it seems. The campsite was very comfortable, so no complaints there. After a huge breakfast together we set off again today in beautiful sunny weather, even hotter than yesterday. We arrived around lunchtime at our next campground in Agassiz, a ride of about 70 km from Fort Langley. The site is in a beautiful setting, but has rather sparse amenities, only two showers for the whole group to share, together with all the other registered campers! After setting up camp, some of use cycled into the town of Agassiz to find computers so that we could check our emails and add information to the blog. I have written up days One and Two, but this may be the last word from us for a while. Connections to the internet are hard to find in rural BC (and also in rural Alberta, Sask, Manitoba, and most of rural Canada, it seems!) I will connect again when possible. Know that we are all well and happy -- no worries!Pat K
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