Despite the amount of sleep I got in the day yesterday I still didn't get up until 8am. The wind was still gusting but I would have to face it eventually it seemed. I packed up and after searching the town a bit had to leave on the same road that brought me in from the highway. This meant a long uphill before I was to continue east. When I did make it back to the TCH I had 10 km already on my odometer and one pain in the ass hill behind me to wake me up. Turning east on the TCH rewarded me with a blast of wind in the face that would continue all day.
I took more breaks then usual hoping the winds would change but every time I'd start again they'd be gusting the same as before. I was making terrible time and growing weary of the constant harassment the gusts caused me. They stole the air from my lungs, deafened my ears, pushed me back forcing me to constantly change gears, and robbed me of my speedy rewards on the downhills. They also blew the rotten stench of roadkill carcasses at me when given the opportunity.
This put me in a dark mood and I wondered what the hell I was doing here in windy tree hell Ontario. I had long decided I wasn't riding any considerable distance today so I stopped into a diner and had a coffee while reading my book for a while. Three cups later I decided to get the last 40 km over with and get to White River.
The coffee lightened my mood a bit and I cleared the last 40 km as the winds eased up their assault. The waitress at the diner had seen three other cyclists up the road which had me hoping I'd find some familiar faces in White River but a lap around town left me alone still. I did learn that this is the town that "Winnie" the bear was purchased from who would later go on to inspire the Winnie the Pooh character. It would be hard not to know this if you passed through as it it plastered everywhere.
Anyhow I'm camping next to an old train car that is out for display by the towns information center. A lot of RVs and the like are here as well so it seems to be the best place. It's actually pretty chilly at night the past few days... So I'm going to hop in the oll sleeping bag and hope tomorrow the winds aren't such assholes.
