To Blind River, ON

I had another long, hot day as I tried to get as far as possible.

I met several other bicyclists along the way.  There was a young couple from Niagara Falls on their way to the west coast, pulling a heavy trailer.  I suggested they travel through the US instead for better roads, but they said they'd never get through customs... turned out they were selling hemp jewelry to pay for their trip!  They were sitting out the heat of the day... what a concept!  I should try that sometime.

The next bunch were three Mennonites with full beards, dark blue long-sleeved shirts (in the baking sun), and straw hats.  Then there was a pair of young men from Ottawa on their way home from Calgary.  All agreed that the Trans-Canada Highway was rotten for riding, but it was the only road, so they were resigned to it.

I stopped for the night just short of Blind River.  I had planned to stop for groceries, but this place had a restaurant... and a lake to swim in...

63.4 mi