The bike wheels are idle. Helmets dangle from handlebars and the bike chains threaten to grease anything that gets too close. We sit, not on the saddles, but within the comfortable confines of bucket seats within the Grand Caravan. We’re going home.
Cheryl (graciously) came to pick us up. She joined in our final adventures in Kenora and listened to our stories (many of which she had already read on this blog).
Today, Amelia went shopping with her Mom while Gerald found the “Man’s bench” or hoovered by the door and attempted to sleep standing up. We ate ice cream, enjoyed a beach and got lost, found and lost again on a hike. (In the end we completed a portion of three different trails and managed to find our way back to the entrance relatively unscathed.)
For dinner, we revisited the Nite Hawk Cafe in West Hawk Lake (our lunch spot on day 11). Satisfied and sleepy, we are now on our way home. After cycling for 10 days, this trip with take only 2.5 hours.
Due to the sleepy state of these writers, the interview with Gerald will be posted tomorrow.
Looking forward to sleeping in our own beds tonight,
Gerald and Amelia
Adventures on a bicycle 