EXPECTATIONS: This is a long, fairly flat day with sunny skies and no rain (POP = 0 %, probability of a cloudy day the same). Naturally this could be the exception that confirms the rule, but let’s hope not. The average high for this day is 21 ° C, and the average low is 14 ° C. The range, between 3 and 29 ° C, is pretty broad, but the averages are perfect for cycling! With a tailwind of 13 km/hr, we’ll be in Espanola in time to enjoy the sunshine off the bikes. If the winds are light, at 6 km/hr, it might take a little longer but in any case we won’t be riding in the dark.
ELEVATION: start 191 m, highest 251 m, ascent 435 m, descent 400 m
DISTANCE: planned 173 km, actual ________, lost > 5 km detour _______
SPEED: average _______ , top (downhill) ______ top (flats) ________
WEATHER: rain _______, temperature low ______ temperature high _____
headwind _______, tailwind ________ other _____________
FLAT TIRE: Lori ______ Nancy ______ other mechanical ______________
PROBLEMATIC ANIMAL: wild ____ domestic (dog) _______ human _____
A long day that started out gray and heavy but ended quite nicely. We left Bruce Mines at 7 am. Allan, riding for the Special Olympics, joined us. We stopped at Thessalon, about 20 km down the road, for breakfast. Dave, Allan’s sag wagon driver met us there and told us there were three other cyclists already eating inside. Trevor, his father Gerald and their friend Dave are traveling with tents and sleeping bags and all that goes with that type of journey. After breakfast we went out to the bikes and I tried to lift Dave’s bike. The front wheel came off the ground but the back wheel didn’t budge!
We got away just as it started to rain – the first rain we’ve seen since entering Saskatchewan. It was nothing like the BC and Alberta rain though. This rain was warm and started out kind of soft. That changed by the time we reached Iron Bridge, where we sheltered under an awning in front of the grocery store and watched a thunder storm immediately overhead. It didn’t last long but it certainly rained hard.
Allan stopped about 20 kilometres west of Espanola as he’d hurt his knee earlier and it wasn’t getting any better. Lori and I carried on, arriving at the Pinewood Motor Inn with just enough time to grab a meal from the dining room.
Our room was huge, with a fire place that must be lovely in the winter. We felt really welcomed as the staff had put sheets on the floor so that our bikes wouldn’t make a mess. They were dry by the time we got there so they weren’t going to leave marks but we really appreciated the thoughtfulness of the Pinewood Motor Inn.