Day got off to a slow start as the alarm failed to go off. Packed up and headed to the only restaurant in town for breakfast. Only to discover they are not open on Wednesday. Were these signs of what this day would be like as rain clouds appeared in the distance. Time would tell as we headed down the road 30 km’s to find a restaurant for breakfast.
The restaurant in Melita was like walking into someone’s kitchen in a home. Even witnessed a fire on the stove that she calmly put out with salt.
Stopped in Medora to send an email only to hear thunder in the distance. We found shelter in the local post office to wait out the coming storm.
During our stay at the post office we had 5 customers. Two we scared, one was our boss (worked for the post office). Our boss apologized for interrupting us. One was just in and out. One person asked about our travels and if we were raising money for any cause. He ended up leaving us $20 for MCC.
A couple of hours later we headed out as it was still drizzling. Winds were a real struggle to bike into. As we headed towards Deloraine a miracle on highway 3 happened. Winds totally shifted as we struggled to go 12 kmh, we now coasted easily over 20 kmh.
We arrived in Boissevain just before nightfall. Tired and wet after cycling 114 km’s. We arrived at my cousins place to rest our tired bodies.
This ends Chantel’s ride. She completed 246 km’s in two days. She was a total joy to ride with despite the wind and rain. If you ever need to know a postal code you know who to ask.
Resting our rain soaked bodies in a dry warm bed.
Gerald and Chantel
Adventures on a bicycle 