In the light of dawn we packed up our tent and then learned that A&W has surprisingly good breakfasts!
Our stomachs satisfied, we made a quick detour before departing to photograph the talk of the small town, the Red Apple building where the roof had spontaneously (and mysteriously) collapsed.
The windmills waved, cows curiously creeped and the wind whistled past our ears—in the wrong direction…
We had to fight the wind again today. Thankfully, it wasn’t blowing too strong.
Our morning meal (and some snacks) sustained us until we reached Ogema 80kms later. There we discovered the town offers tours on a train and Gerald got an idea about how to celebrate his upcoming wedding anniversary.
After 138 km’s, we arrived in the very small town of Trossachs. Here we prepared hot water for a low-prep packaged meal and set up our tent behind a play structure.
We spent 9 hours and 22 minutes on our bikes today. Making for our longest day of riding yet.
Sore and snoring,
Gerald and Amelia
Adventures on a bicycle 