July 31, 2012

Day 31 - Jetting Winnipeg

I slept till 10am, long after Deb and Carlin left our guests house. I did wake to find they were headed to Falcon Lake so I could follow and possibly meet up again, tho the poor cell service may make that difficult like last time.

Our hosts offered me a few breakfast options and I settled with a descent cereal. I packed all my clean clothes and bid them farewell and set off to head east down 15 but before I left Deb messaged me that the road was bad so we would all go down the TCH. I was happy to hop back on oll reliable again.

Before I left town I dropped the wallet I had found in the guys mailbox as nobody was home. I wasn't too keen on the idea of handing a guy a wallet with no money in it. Save him having to get a license reissued at least.

So I left town and took a lot of wind in every direction but the back which became frustrating as I had ran out of water 40 km from the start and didn't find a place to refill until 60 km at some cheesy camp resort place. I pushed on to 100 km and stopped again at a motel to refill. Not a lot of places to stop for comforts in this stretch.

The TCH here wasn't the greatest. Most of the time I had a tiny shoulder and sometimes had to give most of that up to the rumble strips. I rode on the left of them mostly as the road had two lanes for traffic and people were great about changing to go around me.

I got a couple waves and honks of approval as usual and at one point a tough looking biker passed me and flashed the peace sign without looking back. Pretty cool I thought (also took a double take to be sure the pointer finger was out too, otherwise much different sign). People are pretty cool about the biking on the highway.

Anyhow I arrived in Falcon Lake with the sun still due up for a couple of hours. There are tons of people on bicycles here but its mostly to commute from the two campsites. No cell service as per usual in this province and I didn't see Deb and Carlin anywhere in my small lap around town. We'll meet again I'm sure.

For the night I settled down in a quiet corner of a much too busy campsite (car alarms, rap music, drunken babbling). Tomorrow I should be entering Ontario!