The rest stop where we stayed the night was more populated with campers and vehicles in the morning. This was proof that we aren’t the only ones that appreciate free camping!
Fueled by oatmeal, we set off to chase the rays that appeared to descend from heaven through the clouds.
It wasn’t long before we were stopped again. A nail had gone right through Gerald’s back tire.
The tire repaired, we pedalled on.
The sky was overcast most of the day, but it wasn’t until fat rain drops started to fall that we thought of getting out our rain gear.
We scrambled to cover our bags and don our jackets. Of course, it seemed that as soon as we were fully prepared, the rain blew over. The rest of the day the rain came and went, but our rain protection remained on.
About 6km from Gull Lake, the pressure in Gerald’s back tire went down. He cycled slow to a restaurant in the town, avoiding a complete flat, but walked his bike from the restaurant to the campsite. Much of the evening meal was spent figuring out how to get a new tire. With plans in place, we’re going to bed in a campground in the community of Gull Lake. All I will say about that for now, is that Amelia is looking forward to sleeping in a bit more tomorrow.
Damp and (slightly) discouraged,
Gerald and Amelia
Adventures on a bicycle 