Monday, August 14, 2017

Aug 13--Day 62--Just Might Have Met a New Touring Partner

Today's ride continued along Lake Erie. I rode 58 miles from Long Beach to Port Ryerse. The sun was shining, and the wind wasn't too bad until the afternoon. Okay, that was the ride, now for the best parts of the day.

Wind turbines

 

 

The first person I met was Brian from the same bike club as my Warmshowers host, Lorraine. He was out for a long ride today. He is a self-professed bike aficionado. He was quite interested in Tilmann. We rode together for awhile, then he wanted to take my picture. We stopped, and I took his picture too. Since he was doing a big ride, he needed to ride faster than touring pace, so we said our goodbyes.

Brian

 

 

Not long after Brian, I saw another touring cyclist coming toward me. I crossed over as there was more room on that side of the road. Lo and behold, it was a woman! Sarah, from Scotland, is just the third solo female I've met on this trip. She started in Seattle, and was finishing in Toronto before flying back to Scotland. During our too brief conversation, we found we have a lot in common touring-wise. We both like camping, and then the occasional Warmshower stay. We were doing a similar distance each day. We both want to do SE Asia, and we'd both prefer to do it with someone. Her next tour will be Toronto to Nova Scotia. My next tour will be Australia. After that, maybe SE Asia. Sarah said the same. So, we exchanged email addresses so we can keep in touch. Who knows, I may have just found a perfect touring companion!

Sarah and I

 

 

While Sarah and I were talking, another touring cyclist, going my direction (but much faster) came toward us. I think he was just going to ride by, but Sarah asked him where he was going. He stopped and came over. He was doing a much shorter tour than Sarah and I. We didn't catch his name, but he sounded maybe Polish. Funny thing, he took off, but later I saw him coming back. I don't know why.

Possibly Polish guy

 

 

With Sarah and I both having miles to do, we reluctantly said our goodbyes. I really do hope we can meet again and tour together.

 

As I was heading toward Selkirk (and some lunch), another road cyclist rode up beside me. This one was Pete. He gets out for rides most every Sunday. He goes about 60 Km. Before he turned off, he told me the Sunflower Cafe in Selkirk had great food, so I went there and had breakfast for lunch. 

 

While I was waiting for a table, it looked like the next available was a 4-top. A couple came in behind me. Since I had already been waiting for awhile, I felt bad taking a 4-top by myself. I asked if they would like to share the table with me, but they said they were waiting for another person. So, I had the table to myself. Turns out another table became available quickly.

 

I made it to Norfolk campground around 3:30. I walked over to the lake. There I met a couple from Newfoundland. I asked the guy if he knew what was across the lake. He had no idea. I think it is Erie, PA. I talked to the gal for awhile. She said I should really come to Newfoundland. Of course I want to go there! I'll add it to the list, maybe after Asia.

Erie, PA?

 

 

 

Since I miscalculated the distance, I am considerably farther than I had planned today. Tomorrow I may end up a full day ahead. Believe it or not, that means, barring no days off or unscheduled delays, I will arrive back in Minneapolis on Sept 1st! That's a full two days before Grayson's birthday! That's just crazy!!!

Aug 12--Day 61--And Now For Another Canal

After a delicious breakfast of fruit and toast, I packed up and said goodbye to Lorraine (Doug had already left to go golfing) and Jazz (and Ralph, the dog visitor for the day). This was one of the best Warmshowers stays I've had!

Lorraine an I

 

 

I had decided to take the Greenbelt Route to St. Catherine's to meet up with the Welland Canal. I found it to be well signed, and a fairly decent shoulder most of the time. There was some construction in St. Catherine's that caused a bit of rerouting, but I still was able to follow the route signs until I saw the sign for Lock 3 and the Canal Museum. Unfortunately, the museum wasn't open yet when I arrived, but I have a brochure about the Canal. 

Cool bridge

Where do you want to go?

 

 

It was started not long after the Erie Canal in an effort to be able to compete with New York in the shipping of goods. The Welland Canal runs from Lake Ontario to Lake Erie, and allows ships to bypass Niagara Falls. There are 8 locks along the 24 mile canal. The most impressive locks are 4, 5, and 6. They are at the town of Thorold, and they raise or lower ships up to or down from the Escarpment. The Escarpment is what Niagara Falls flows over. Another interesting thing about these particular locks is that they are Twin Flight locks. That means two ships can pass through the locks at the same time. 

Twin Flight Locks

 

 

At Lock 7 I stopped to have a look in the Info Center. There were some cyclists there with Freewheelers Cycling Club jerseys on. Lorraine had said if I saw any of those jerseys, say hi as they are her cycling buddies. I did say hi, and told them I had stayed with Lorraine and Doug last night. They were doing a reconnaissance ride of the trail with the Mayor of Thorold, documenting any hazards. I saw them a few times.

 

At Port Robinson, there used to be a bridge across the Canal, but it was washed away. Now there is a small ferry for bikes and pedestrians. It's free, and is just a short ride to the other side. Lorraine had told me I should take the ferry, even just over and back. The powers that be think the ferry is unnecessary, so the cyclists are trying to increase usage to show that it is needed. This was another spot where I met up with the Mayor and the Freewheelers. Tomorrow they were having refreshments at the ferry to increase awareness of the ferry's existence. 

Port Robinson Ferry

 

 

It was an enjoyable ride over and back. I just left Tilmann behind. He was perhaps a little disappointed, but it would not have been so easy to get him on and off. If I was going to continue to ride on the other side, it would have been fine.

Tilmann left behind

 

 

After my little ferry ride, I continued along the Canal. It's not like the Erie Canal Towpath. This canal never had a towpath (well, the first one probably did, but this is the 4th Welland Canal--known as the Ship's Canal). Therefore, the path doesn't always stay right by the canal. It's also not what I would call completely seamless. When it crosses a street, or comes to a town, you kind of have to look around to see where it continues. In the town of Welland, it was like that. I came to a street. The path ended, but across the street there was a restaurant right next to the canal, and no path. I had to go on the street, and around the block to get back to the trail. 

 

At the next street, I decided to go off in search of some lunch. I could see what looked like some businesses. Sure enough, there was a Subway. 

 

When I came out of Subway, it had started to spit rain. I put my rain jacket on, and rode back to the trail. Just as I was coming upon a place where they do boating competitions it decided to do more than just spit rain. I quickly pulled in under cover. There was a guy, and a couple. The gal was going to go swimming in the canal. Her and her husband had officiated at a triathlon this morning. It rained pretty hard for a short time, then it stopped, and the sun came out. I continued on.

 

I happened to be riding along the canal when I saw a ship coming. It was perfect timing, because just after that, the trail departed from the canal, and I wouldn't have seen the ship. So, one could say that little rain shower was a bit of good karma!

Ships ahoy!

 

 

Coming into Port Colborne I saw another ship. I also met a guy named Chris who is going to do his first ever bike tour in Denmark in October. He asked for some tips. I told him there are no rules, and to not have any preconceived ideas about what he should do (in terms of speed and distance). I told him about Euro Velo and suggested he look it up for help with route planning. I also told him about my blog, so he could read my posts from Denmark.

 

At the end of the Welland Canal, I came to Lake Erie and was now back on an Adventure Cycling Route--the Lake Erie Connector! It feels great to be back to following the red line! No more need to watch for Waterfront Trail signs (although I am still on the Waterfront Trail)! The only weird thing is, because I'm going west, I'm following the map panels in reverse. Fortunately, there is a westbound narrative. I'm sure I'll get used to it quickly.

 

 

It was very windy (17 to 18mph) once I was back on Lake Erie (no surprises there). Also, rain clouds have moved in and it's rained off an on. But, no problem. I'm snug in my tent and everything is covered that needs to be covered. There is the issue of dinner...I'll figure it out...won't be the first dinner I've eaten in my tent!

Back to Lake Erie

 

Friday, August 11, 2017

Aug 11--Day 60--Working My Way Around the End of the Lake

I tried to be as quiet as a mouse this morning to not wake my dorm mates. I think I was successful, as they were all still asleep when I left the room. I loaded all the bags into the elevator, then dropped them off in the lobby. I went up to the 5th floor to retrieve Tilmann. The door to the patio was locked. Back to the lobby I went. The gal came up and unlocked the door. I brought Tilmann down on the elevator. I noticed his rear wheel seemed a little wobbly. Still, I loaded the bags onto Tilmann. I didn't wait for breakfast. In hindsight, I probably could have spent the few minutes it took to tighten the pitlock skewer there in the lobby, then it might have been time for breakfast. But, no...instead I headed out without breakfast. 

 

There was already a fair amount of traffic at 7:15, but nothing like yesterday. That was good. I headed down the street that had a separate bike lane. I saw a Subway, and headed over there for breakfast. I've actually never had Subway for breakfast. Since I don't really do eggs, I just had my usual turkey sandwich. You know, it was pretty good! It also kept me full for a longer time than my usual breakfast of oatmeal. 

 

I continued down to the water, and voila, I was back on the Waterfront Trail.

Back on the Trail at the Harbor

There were many cyclists coming into town. It was cool to see so many cyclists commuting to work. While the Waterfront Trail continued out of Toronto, the number of cyclists dropped off after about 5 miles. 

 

I stopped after the trail cleared a bit and got out my pitlock key to tighten the skewers on the wheels. Because the rear skewer was quite loose, I also retensioned the belt. I have periodically checked the various rack bolts and whatnot, but I haven't thought to check the skewers. 

 

The trail was, once again, very easy to follow. This end of the trail is much better signed. It also stays much closer to the water. It was overcast all day with a lot of fog on the water. The humidity was pretty high, so it wasn't cold. 

Cool bridge for cyclists and pedestrians

Dirt path detour

 

 

Not too long before Burlington, I could actually see land on the other side of the lake! Lake Ontario was finally looking like a lake instead of an ocean! 

Land Ho!

 

 

Throughout most of the day, numerous cyclists had been passing me going the other direction. Many of them waved and said hello, or good job. I could see that some had a sort of singlet type thing on that had the symbol for the Waterfront Trail (the full name, I've discovered, is The Great Lakes Waterfront Trail). In Burlington I came to where a tent was set up--actually, they were taking it down. I stopped to ask what the ride was. They said it was The Great Lakes Waterfront Trail Adventure, a 7 Day 500km ride from Windsor to some distance east of Toronto. I don't know how many riders there were total, but quite a few. The guy at the tent gave me a couple of little bicycle pins. 

 

Last night I sent a Warmshowers request to a gal in Beamsville (part of Lincoln). I'd also sent a request to a guy in Port Colborne for tomorrow night, but he was busy. In Oakville, I stopped at a Starbucks and checked my email. Lorraine was available, and just asked me to let her know what time. I emailed her back saying between 2:00 and 3:00. That would prove to be somewhat optimistic.

 

From Burlington, there was a path (and a bridge over the Burlington Canal) all the way to Hamilton around the end of Lake Ontario. Once I got around the end, it felt a little weird to be going east with the lake still on my left. The wind was a wee bit better, but then it was spitting rain off and on (as soon as it would be raining enough that I wanted my jacket, I would stop, put it on, and then it would stop raining). 

The freeway bridge

The bridge sidewalk of the not freeway bridge

 

 

In Grimsby, I finally had to stop for a break. I stopped at a Tim Horton's so I could check my email again. I had forgotten how worthless the wifi is at Tim Horton's. My email wouldn't even load. I wanted to send Lorraine another email telling her it might be 3:30. Oh well...I had a short break and a snack.

 

Garmin led me to Lorraine and Doug's house. They have a beautiful house, and a sweet dog named Jazz. Lorraine and Doug are very nice, and I've really enjoyed the evening. Dinner was superb. 

 

 

I've decided I am going to cycle the Welland Canal to Port Colborne tomorrow. Lorraine gave me a map and a brochure with info about the canal. It might make for a few more miles, but it will be an interesting ride. Since tomorrow is Saturday, there will likely be a number of cyclists. Should be fun. I cycled with this little buddy for a number of miles today.

Or maybe I should say, little buggy!

 

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Aug 10--Day 59--And Now, Toronto and a Tower

I made it to Toronto! It was pretty much the best day on the Waterfront Trail, signage wise, except for two spots.

 

This was also the most right-on-the-water section of the trail so far. Nearly the entire day, really. It was also the most bike path so far. The thing about the bike path is that it does make it quite a bit slower. There were lots of people on the various trails through the parks.

Riding along the water

Waterfront Trail

 

 

The first bad signage place was in Oshawa in Lakeview Park. All was well to start with, then I found myself not seeing any signs. I came to a fork in the trail. There happened to be a park gal there--a very good bit of karma, because she told me I wasn't on the Waterfront Trail, and she told me how to get back. Sure enough, I ended up right back at the park. Just after I got going the correct way, a gal asked me where I was headed. Of course I stopped. We had a nice chat about Tilmann and my ride. Then, her friend came up, and I had the same conversation with him! It was a good break.

 

I continued riding, going by towns without really going into them. I was kind of wanting to go by a convenience store or something so I could get a Gatorade, but no.

 

Finally, I was heading toward a busier road. Could it be? Yep, a convenience store! That Gatorade was quite good, even though it was orange (I prefer the fruit punch).

 

Rehydrated, I continued on my way. I was definitely getting into more of a metropolitan area, the outskirts of Toronto for sure.

 

At a very busy street called Kingston St., there was no sign for which way to go. I went straight, but that seemed wrong. I turned on Garmin, and plugged in the address to the hostel. It did take me on Kingston for a bit, but then got me back to the waterfront and the Trail. I was riding along the beach when I saw an ice cream place with a restroom nearby. I stopped, mostly because I had to pee, but then I decided to get some ice cream. As I was sitting at a little table, three older women and a woman my age came over and asked if they could share my table. I said of course. The three older ladies were sisters, and the younger one was the daughter of Diana, one of the sisters. We had a good time chatting. The sisters were from various places (Ellie was from Florida, Diana lived a few hours north of Toronto near Algonquin, I can't remember where the third sister was from, and Roslyn, the daughter, was from Toronto). They were going to a Blue Jay's baseball game this evening. After them taking pictures of me, and me taking pictures of them, I shoved off for the rest of my ride into Toronto and the hostel.

Roslyn, Diana, and...can't remember her name

Ellie watching the purses

 

 

Similar to Montreal, there was a great bike path that took me right into the heart of downtown. There were a couple of little weird parts, but I figured it out, and arrived at the hostel safe and sound. They had a bed available in a coed 6-bed dorm room (funny, there is only one guy). This is a new experience for me--sharing a room. Except that they are all young enough to be my children, it's fine. There's a gal from Australia, one from England, two that I don't know, and the guy is also from England.

 

After I got settled and showered, I went in search of food. I had a turkey burger at a place a couple blocks away. After dinner, I trekked my way to the CN Tower. I wanted to go up in it. There were a ton of people around there, a lot of tourists, but also a lot going to the Blue Jays game at the stadium right next to the tower. 

CN Tower from the bottom

 

 

I went in to get a ticket. The gal told me it would be a two hour wait in line. When I grimaced, she said they had a premium ticket that I could buy for $100, and go right up. Well, I decided since I was only staying one night in Toronto (so not paying for a bed at the hostel for two nights), and it was really only $80 US, and I would get 15% off merchandise at the gift shop, I would do it. 

 

I felt like some VIP. With the premium pass I walked up to the ticket guy, flashed my pass, and he said right this way Ma'am. I was handed off to the elevator gal who let me board first and told me to stand by the window. At the top, I was let off at the "glass floor" level (the non-premium guests had to walk two floors down). 

 

I went out to the outdoor observation deck. Here's some photos.

Elevator ride up

Looking east--the direction I rode from today

West--the way I'll go tomorrow

 

 

Here's some photos from the glass floor. 

Looking down into the stadium

My feet

 

 

I took the elevator back down (again getting priority boarding). In the gift shop I got a postcard and a magnet and a hat for Grayson. It was worth the premium price. There's no way I would have stood in line for two hours!

 

Now I'm back at the hostel on my top bunk. Tilmann is up on the 5th floor patio. I need to think about how I'm going to get him and everything back down tomorrow. The elevator isn't big enough for Tilmann loaded. I'll probably take him down first (or the bags), then make another trip...or something.

 

 

Tomorrow is a long day--68 miles. I may not make it the whole way, especially since breakfast isn't until 7:30...we'll see...

Aug 9--Day 58--Happy Birthday to Nolan

In honor of my youngest son's 20th birthday today, I rode 67 miles from Presquille Provincial Park to Darlington Provincial Park. Okay, I would have done the same ride even if it wasn't Nolan's Birthday, but I did sing Happy Birthday while I was riding today! Well...maybe I didn't actually sing Happy Birthday...I'll sing it now. Sing with me.

 

Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Birthday dear Nolan,

Happy Birthday to Yoooooooouuuu!

 

So, I just realized by the time I get wifi to upload this post, it won't be Nolan's Birthday anymore...oh well...

 

As for the ride today, I think I managed to outsmart the Waterfront Trail, but at what cost? I started out following it faithfully, but after two completely gratuitous loops, I decided to just stick to CR 2. I know those extra loops down to the lake, then back to CR 2 have been why my mileage is higher. 

 

My plan was working out pretty good until I got to Port Hope. Coming into the town, I was actually following the trail signs. I never actually consciously stopped following them. They just disappeared. The last sign I saw was for the Greenbelt Route. The Waterfront Trail and the Greenbelt route had been using the same roads, but whenever one turned, there was a sign for the other one too. So, instead of turning, I continued on CR 2.

 

CR 2 ended up going to the other side of the main highway (401). It then ran perfectly parallel to 401. I could see on my Ontario map that CR 2 went to Bowmanville where the campground is located. The only problem was that it was a rather busy 2-lane road with mostly no shoulder (except on the uphills--at least that was nice). When I turned on Garmin, it seemed to think CR 2 was not a good idea. At every opportunity, it tried to take me off and around, which adds miles too. After the first time it did that, I ignored it--finally just turning it off.

 

In Newcastle, I stopped at a Subway, mostly to get water (the water at the campground tasted horrible this morning, so I left with no water, except buying one bottle from a vending machine on my way out of the park). I had been buying Gatorade and such along the way, but I really needed some water. I asked the gal how far I was from Bowmanville. She said I was only 10 minutes by car. That was good news. 

 

Once I reached the outskirts of Bowmanville, I needed to head south to get back to the lake (and likely, the Waterfront Trail). Garmin did the job this time without any gratuitous miles.

 

I managed to make it to the park only doing 4 more miles than I thought I would. I'm absolutely positive that staying on CR 2 is why it was only 4. Was it a pleasant ride? Not really. Do I care? Only a little (but my butt does not care at all).

 

An interesting thing about this park is that it is really this forest oasis in the middle of a big industrial area. Yes, it's on Lake Ontario, but there is a nuclear power plant just down the road. 

 

 

I only took two photos today--this one of Lake Ontario (from one of the gratuitous loops), and this one of downtown Coburg. Tomorrow I'll probably stick to the Trail since I'll be coming into Toronto. I hope the signage is good.

A gratuitous ride down to the lake

Coburg

Here's one of the beach at Darlington that I took after I did the blog post

 

Aug 8--Day 57--We Are Triplets!

First a couple of corrections from yesterday's post. One, I was not on Picton Island because there is no Picton Island--I hadn't taken the ferry yet. Secondly, the island I referred to as Picton Island is Prince Edward Island. Picton is a town on Prince Edward Island. There is also a town called Wellington, and a place called Christchurch. One would think I was in New Zealand!

 

I arrived at the Glenora Ferry just as the ferry was departing. No worries--I only had to wait 30 minutes for it to return. It gave me time to look around and take a couple photos.

Just missed it!

The water from the ferry terminal

 

 

The ferry ride was short and free. It turns out it is the Waterfront Trail! I think what the guy was telling me yesterday is that the Waterfront Trail did not go to the town of Napanee. It followed the water to the ferry, then continued on the island.

On the ferry

 

 

I stopped in Picton for a snack and some groceries. Fortunately, there was a Metro grocery store as this was a bigger resupply, not just a couple of bananas. My snack was at another Tim Horton's. I like them because they have those hash brown patties, and of course...donuts. I'd go for a breakfast sandwich, but they all have egg on them.

 

The Trail on the island was all on 33. It had pretty good shoulders except through the towns, but the speed was lower going through the little towns.

 

Eventually I was riding along Lake Ontario, or at least I could see it. I had just passed the town of Consecon when a couple of touring cyclists were coming the other direction. They crossed over to me. That alone told me they weren't Canadian. All the touring cyclists I've seen in Canada have waved, but not stopped. Anyway, they were Jackie and John from Texas. They started in Seattle, but have spent more time in Canada. As we were talking, I noticed they also had belt drives on their bikes, and Rohloffs, and Son 28 dynamo hubs! They also had Ortlieb bags and SKS fenders! Why, it was as if we were triplets! Our bikes weren't the same (I think they rode Santos), and they had rim brakes vs me having disc brakes, but they had the same handlebars as me! It was awesome! Plus, they were really fun to talk to. I gave them my Montreal map, and the map from the Route Verte. That would really help them through Montreal. They said they were doing about 45 miles a day. I think that's pretty standard for two people. I think I end up doing more miles because it's just me. Overall, there is less stopping, and it takes less time for one person to get ready in the morning. Anyway, it was great to chat with them--a nice break for me, and getting to talk to more touring cyclists.

John and Jackie

 

 

Not long after leaving Jackie and John, I made the turn onto CR 64 which took me over to Brighton and the road to Presquille Provincial Park. The day was supposed to be 44 miles. Of course it was more. At least it was only 8 miles more. Just after leaving the island, there were two little girls running a lemonade stand. I stopped and had a glass. They said they weren't trying to save for anything in particular, they just wanted to do it. That's good because, according to mom, they were drinking as much lemonade as they were selling!

 

Presquille PP is quite nice and very large. It is right on Lake Ontario. I still have trouble wrapping my brain around the fact that this huge body of water is a lake! With the waves and all, you'd definitely think it was an ocean or a sea.

Beach at Presquille

 

 

It's quite a few kilometers from Brighton, but I think I don't have to go all the way back. I'm going to ask at the Entrance Station.

 

I've met Julie and Rob, my neighbors across from me. Julie is very interested in bike touring. She was very curious about my gear. They live not far from here. They said this park didn't even open until June due to the excess rain causing the lake to be high, and flood the campground. Still, some of the beaches are closed. 

 

 

Tomorrow is another Provincial Park. It is, supposedly, 63 miles. Undoubtably, it will be more.

Monday, August 7, 2017

Aug 7--Day 56--Happy Canada Day, Eh

Apparently, today is Canada Day. So, Happy Canada Day!

The sign says so

 

 

I got a wee bit later start this morning--maybe due to my long day yesterday. Things were still damp, but you know what they say about wool. It keeps you warm, even if it's wet. 

 

My shorts were still very wet (the ones I washed yesterday). I seriously wondered if they would get dry on the bike today. If there was sun, then for sure, but it was overcast all day. Still, they got pretty close to dry.

 

Most notable today was the lack of wind. It's amazing how much faster I can go! Plus there weren't many hills. 

 

I stopped just outside of Kingston at a Tim Horton's for a break and a snack. I talked to a guy who has done some touring. He was testing out how long it would take him to ride to work, as he has a new job. He asked where I was going tonight. I told him Napanee. He looked at my Ontario map, and told me I should do Picton Island instead of following the Waterfront Trail. In my head I was saying nope, I would stick to the Trail. To him I said, "Great, sounds good!" 

 

I rode through the madhouse of Kingston. It's a city of 122,000 people. On top of that, it's Canada Day, so there was all kinds of stuff going on. I just did my best to follow the trail signs through town. 

Interesting name for a street

Kingston

 

 

Out of Kingston proper, I was riding along a road that basically ended at the Lemoine Conservation Area. The signs had led me there, so I assumed there was a trail. There was, which I followed until I came to where the trail was closed due to flooding. I worked my way out of Lamoine, but then had no idea where I was. Time to fire up the Garmin. I put in the address for the campground, and let Garmin take me there. Guess where the campground is. It's on Picton Island! Apparently, some of my reverse karma was at work here. 

And now, back to Lake Ontario!

 

 

After riding, and riding, and riding some more, I finally reached the campground. Today should have been about 63 miles since I went further yesterday. However, with the detour and all, it was 69 miles. At least my ride time was considerably less.

 

This is another place where most of the people are seasonal. The tent area is way in the back. It's a nice area, but it's a little lonely.

It's lonely out here is tent land

 

 

I really needed to do laundry. I had the necessary coinage, but no detergent. I asked one of the seasonal people if they had a load's worth of detergent I could buy. Brandy just gave me some. So, now I will have clean AND dry clothes!

 

 

There's not many photos today. There really wasn't much to take pictures of, unless you want to see farms and fields. Here's some pretty flowers though.

Field of purple

 

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Aug 6--Day 55--From One Parkway to Another

This morning, I completed the Long Sault Parkway by riding over 9 islands (Milles Roche makes it 10). It was nice and quiet on a Sunday morning. I saw numerous herons, geese, and even a trio of turkeys.

Morning view from the Parkway

 

Good shadow!

 

After the Parkway, I was back on a bike path. It wound around through the trees, which was nice as it kept the wind at bay. I went through Upper Canada Village, but didn't really stop. I felt like I already had a pretty good sense of the history of the Parkway and the Lost Villages.

 

The path was paved, but for a bit it was a gravel road, then a gravel path. It was all pretty easy, and the signage was good. The path led me back out to Hwy 2. When I would come to a town, the trail would go off 2, then rejoin it after the town. It seemed like some gratuitous miles, but I followed it.

Mostly out of the wind

Dirt and gravel

Gravel path

 

 

At Iroquois, the Waterfront Trail did the same thing, going around the s time, however, when I returned to Hwy 2, there wasn't a sign. Across the road where another road came out, I could see the back of a sign. I went over there, and it was a Waterfront Trail sign. Did that mean the route went down that road? There was no sign saying so, but I had to assume that was the way to go. Hey 2 did not have a shoulder, so I figured the route designers were bypassing that section. The only problem was there was no sign. I followed the road, still never seeing a sign. Finally, I turned on Garmin, and plugged in the next town. When I got to Cardinal, it was the same thing. There were signs coming from the other direction, but none for the direction I was going. I just got on 2 anyway. Finally, I saw a sign! Would it have killed them to put a few more signs up??? And...there was still no shoulder! That little jog around from Iroquois to Cardinal added a few miles to an already long day. But wait! It was to get even longer!

The Blue Church

Info about the Blue Church

 

 

My destination was Brown's Bay on the Thousand Islands Parkway. It was near Mallorytown (how about that--my daughter-in-law has a town named after her!). I got on the Parkway where the Waterfront Trail became a bike path again. I stopped at an info sign and realized, according to the sign, Brown's Bay was only a picnic and beach area. The nearest camping was at Ivy Lea Campground, near the other end of the Parkway. 

Bike path along the 1000 Islands Parkway

Some of the 1000 islands are very small, yet still there is a house on it!!!

 

I resigned myself to riding the extra miles. At least it would make tomorrow shorter. Unlike the Long Sault Parkway which was pancake flat, this Parkway was mostly rollers. That was okay, my butt was tired of just flat anyway. Then to add to the more miles, it started to rain. This time I did put my rain jacket on! It rained the entire rest of the way to the campground. As luck would have it, by the time I got to my site, and went to the bathroom, it had stopped. Now, if only the wet things will get dry (especially my s Campground is situated right by a bridge to New York. I passed another bridge to New York earlier in the day. 

 

 

As for how many miles I rode today, it ended up being my second longest day of this tour with 80.5 miles. Curiously, I left Milles Roches at 7:00am. I arrived at my campsite at 4:20. That's 9 hours and 20 minutes. My ride time was 8:11. That means I was only off the bike for 1 hour and 9 minutes. No wonder my butt is tired!