Thursday, West Lorne Ontario (to be posted when I have Wi-fi access)
We bid a not-so-fond farewell to Michigan. The poor quality of the roads was exceeded only by the poor behavior of the drivers. I was buzzed by more pick-up trucks in 24 hours than in several prior years combined. This morning I was buzzed by a small city bus, which moved over to the fog line to nearly clip me, then back to the yellow line after passing. Another rider said he couldn’t believe how close a pick-up truck came to me yesterday. A different rider was taken out by a pick-up truck, which struck her with its mirror. After a visit to the ED, she was back on the bike for part of today. Even the roadkill ran to skunks in Michigan.
Entering Canada via the First Nations checkpoint at Walpole Island (via ferry), I noted no more barn-sized Trump 2024 banners and no more republican candidates trying to out-trump the man himself. No more MAGgots with posters or hats wanting to take America back.
Wednesday evening I noticed a beautifully-foreboding black sky and went in to get my phone for a picture. Radar showed storms passing us by to the north as the moved southwest to northeast.
By the time I got back to the door with the phone, the rain had begun. By dinner time the radar showed a mass of storms extending all the way to St Louis, MO and headed our way. It looked like a long, wet night ahead.
After dinner it let up briefly and I made my way to the tent. During the hard rain, my rainfly was overwhelmed and rain dripped onto my sleeping clothes. Plan B went into effect.
I put all clothes away, closed all zippers, covered luggage with plastic bags, and settled in for the night. The thunderstorms passed in a few hours and we settled in for gentle showers (which made getting up to pee easier).
By morning my sheet and sleeping pad were wet and the tent was soaked. I packed everything away, wondering about getting it dry for tonight. Indoors is an option tonight (Thursday) but not Friday through Sunday.
The forecast, which had been for rain all day at both ends of our journey as of last night, now showed showers in the afternoon. A bit of blue sky appeared and the sun shone as we left at 7 AM.
Clouds soon filled in, but winds were favorable and the road was flat and straight. I covered 90 miles in 5 hours and stopped for coffee in town, as I had not seen the gear trailer pass me.
The espresso machine offered hot chocolate or French Vanilla. I couldn’t get coffee-flavored espresso so I bought a small cup of brewed coffee and a brownie. They didn’t take credit cards and I don’t have a debit card. I asked if she took American dollars and she said yes, as her boss goes to the US frequently and uses them. While the exchange rate is 1.28:1, she gave a rate of 1:1 and didn’t seem to understand that charging me $4 US for a $4 Canadian transaction meant she was charging me >$5 US. I said, “No wonder you accept US dollars. You’re making a lot of money this way.” She actually seemed to think she was doing me a favor.
The dew point is >70 degrees so it is incredibly humid even when it is not raining. The rain is currently just water leaking from the sky occasionally. The projected thunderstorms are not yet here. I don’t have wifi access, nor Canadian cell phone service, so the inaccurate forecasts are not available to me. We have >90 miles ahead of us again tomorrow, so I’m hoping for a break in the rain for riding and setting up camp.
I dried things as well as I could under the circumstances. Since I’m inside for the night, at least they’ll stay that way.