Day 66 Cornwall to Cranberry Camp Ground 72 miles

Today was my last breakfast duty but we didn't hang about. Because most people were up early to get on the road to catch the ferry we were able to pack up and hit the road at 7.40am, the earliest we have managed.

Don, Tim, Taso, One Sock and I set off quite gently as we didn't think we could cover the 74km to get to the ferry by 11am but after an hour we had covered 35km and so we decided to put the hammer down and go for it. Don was feeling too good, he has been suffering a little with a bad back but he got stuck in and we managed to make the ferry by the skin of out teeth.

The ferry trip lasted about 75mins and then we disembarked into our 9th province Nova Scotia. After the obligatory photo at the sign we just got going again and headed for New Glasgow for lunch.

The scenery today was reminiscent of the shield in Ontario with sweeping bends and hills with swampy woodlands and then open fields with various livestock.

You wont be surprised to know that most places, and it would seem people are named after Scottish places or people, most descend prom the Highland clearances of the 1700's and the potato famines in Ireland at about the same time which produced a rich Irish Scott mix that is fiercely protected. Even the Province flag is based upon the Soltaire.

As we were early we stopped for a pint and burger in an Irish pub, it was great to at least feel as if I was at home and the beer was good too.

We left the pub with about 30km to complete but it was really hot, I would guess into the low 30,s and after a liquid lunch it was a bit of a struggle to be honest.

The camp site is another beautiful one with my tent overlooking a lake (I think) and out in the open. There are a few of the dreaded Mozzys but not too many and As I type this I am sat in a nice breeze int eh shade drinking a bottle of crap Canadian beer watching tonight cook crew work on a vegetarian shepherds pie.

Tomorrow is a long day, 105 miles, and if its this hot that could be tough. Only 5 riding days left before I finish though so I should make the most of it as it will all be over sooner than I think.


Onwards and Upwards!

Day 65 Murray Beach to Cornwall 50 miles

Best laid plans went to pieces today. Last night we decided as we only had a short trip today we would have a lie in and then head for the shuttle over the bridge into PEI (Prince Edward Island). It failed for a number of reasons; firstly the tent flappers who got up at 5.30 woke me up, then the call of nature prevented me going back to sleep and then having finally given in and got up, when we got to the shuttle bus it turned out to be nearly 2 hours before we could get across the bridge.

Having finally got onto the shuttle we were whipped across the bridge only to find when we unloaded the bikes that I had a flat rear tyre. The boys helped me chage it and then we wnet for lunch, chowder again but when in the home of seasfood why not!


After lunch we set off across PEI, our 8th province out of 10,which is known for Anne of Green Gables and red potatoes. We didn't see Anne but there lots of potatoes.


We stopped briefly at Victoria for a rest and then headed fro camp getting in at about 3pm. The camp site is great with a view to kill for across open river/estuary and out to sea. I was able to catch up with Z who has been busy decorating the conservatory and then I had to get to work on the bike repairing a few tubes and tyres in preparation for the three days of mountains ahead.


I am feeling a bit sore at the moment, for the last 10 days or so my back has been very stiff and for some reason my left thigh has decided to hurt when I stand up climbing, I hope this is not a sign of things to come because the next ¾ days are going to be tough, but as Z said remember you're on holiday some of us are still working.


Dinner tonight was Corn and seafood chowder, very nice although the bread was out of date!


Tomorrow is another mixed day with 72 miles to cover either side of a ferry ride. We enter our 9th province, Nova Scotia, tomorrow. The notes say it should be the best sunset view of the trip.

Sorry No Photos tonight Laptop issues.


Onwards and Upwards!

Day 64 St Louis De Kent to Murray Beach 91 miles

Our rest day finished in style with a tremendous pot luck dinner. As the TDC staff had locked anything edible that wasn't in a can away we all brought stuff from the local shop and I opened one of the cans of chilli from the truck added some hot dogs and warmed it up.

As you will see from the photo the Chilli didn't look much and in truth it didn't taste like much either but we had a good laugh over dinner.

Sadly for the first time of the tour the pressure of the trip got to one or two of the group during dinner and after a long discussion regarding the benefits or otherwise of breaking in a pace line and pedalling down hill Randy and Tom fell out. It was like watching an old married couple having a barny, aided and abetted by the odd supportive comment from the rest of the group, but if anyone out there ever wants to cheese Randy off, tell him he's a poor decision maker and if you want to upset Tom tell him he doesn't ride a pace line properly.


It was fantastic fun just slowly winding them both up to the point where there was nowhere to go but the use of expletives, I have to say I was very proud of the way the group worked together to achieve the end results.

After dinner Tom rang Randy's wife and complained that Randy wasn't being very nice to him and worse than that I had apparently sided with Randy which wasn't fair, so could she have a word with him and straighten him out. A short while later Randy got a call! I hadn't laughed so much for ages.

Today dawned with broken cloud and a good forecast, the local Mozzy population had obviously found out we were about and were out in force so we hurried breakfast.

After only a few km we had our first incident when one of the group was very late with a signal and Tom ran into a hole in the road which caused a slow pinch flat. Unlike previous experiences the group all rushed to help Tom with his tyre change; well almost all, as Randy took time out to think about life and reflect upon the previous evening.

We soon had him back on the road and we rolled along into the town of Bouctouche where we stumbled across a farmers market complete with a band and nick-nack stores. We spent half an hour or so filling up on cake and I bought a bracelet for Georgia.

Our next stop was an enforced one as we had to walk across a newly constructed bridge and as we got to the other side we stood and watched at least 100 motorbikes rumble past. They were on a ride out from our next town where they were having a weekend rally, it was quite impressive.

A couple of km along the road we were into Shediac, home of the giant Lobster,where we stopped for Seafood Chowder. The chowder was wonderful, the best of the trip so far, with loads of seafood in it and a portion of fries to go with it.

After lunch we just got into a rhythm and knocked off the miles as we headed for camp, we had to carry our bikes across another dismantled bridge about 10km from camp and we arrived in camp at about 4pm.

Tonights camp is located on the coast overlooking the sea and across to Prince Edward Island, our 8th province which we will visit tomorrow, it is a beautiful site and I have a beautiful view from the tent.

The weather is apparently set fair and the forecast is for 25/26 degrees and high humidity tomorrow so it should be a great days cycling and its only about 50 miles plus a shuttle trip across a long bridge.

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 63 St Louis De Kent Rest Day

Last night dinner was pretty good, we each had a Lobster and a couple of bean salad type side dishes follwed by Bill Brandy soaked Bananas so all in all a good meal.

After dinner we lit our first real fire of the trip and few of sat round and chewed the fat over a few drinks but after an hour or so the weather turned wet again and I headed for bed.

Friday dawned clear and warm but with the threat of showers, I slept in until about 8am and then got up as a group was headed for breakfast just up the road. We all piled into a local Motel and pretty much demolished their buffet breakfast but it was nice to be able to sit and eat and have luxuries such as toast for a change.

After breakfast Kelly and I had one last attempt at fixing the lap top but unfortunately it was to no avail so we have admitted defeat and I will try to resolve issues upon my return to the UK.

I have given the bike chain assembly a good clean and oil this morning, it was making some weird and wonderful noises by the end of yesterdays ride. After a short test ride to the local Coop to buy food it seems to have been cured.

The rest of the day has been spent catching up with family, swimming in the camp site pool and resting, I am knackered after the last 6 days. I don't know why I feel so tired, maybe the faster days and head winds took more out of me than I thought, but today has been a really lazy day and my body is telling me that is what it needs.

Tomorrow we start the last push, as many are calling it, with no more days off until we get to St Johns on Sept 5th. There are 600 miles to go, most of which should be on reasonable terrain but there are a couple of tough climbing days ahead on the Cabot trail. Thankfully the weather appears to be set fair. Mentally I think a lot of us are just keen to get the miles done and finish, it has been a most wonderful time and I have met some fantastic new friends but it feels at times as if we have been at it for ever and it will be great to get to St Johns and hop on the flight home.

Dinner tonight will be a pot luck affair as most of the dogs have been into town and bought various bits and pieces to share, I dread to think what combinations we will deliver but it will all be eaten.

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 62 Petit Rocher to St Lois De Kent 92 miles

Having caught up with Z on Skype on Wed evening (Thanks to Tom for loaning my his lap top.) I returned to camp to find a small revolution in play, there were many unhappy campers complaining about the food again. We had been treated to vegetarian rice again! What TDC don't seem to realise is that even if your change the name of the dish if you put the same ingredients in each time its the same meal. Its hard on the cooking crew but probably reflective of how TDC treat us.

After dinner Tim, Don, Tom, Randy and I threw together a clam chowder. Tim had bought Clams and Mussels and between us we managed to turn out quite a nice chowder, supplemented by Tom's cheese and biscuits and a couple of pies, one meat and one raisin. All in all not a bad effort for a bunch of kitchen shy blokes. What was my contribution I hear you ask? Well Randy and I helped with some of the cooking and then ate it, not a bad contribution if you ask me.

As we were finishing up it started to spit with rain and so we dived for the tents. It rained on and off all night and I awoke to a dark, we put the clocks forwards an hour yesterday, damp and soggy campsite. It was quite glum this morning as everyone knew it was going to be a long day and the drizzle wasn't going to help much.

After breakfast Don, Tim, Randy, Tom, One Sock and I headed out and just got on with it. We were wrapped up in our waterproofs which kept most of the wet out but the trouble is they can't dissipate the heat and perspiration we athletes generate so you get soaked inside anyway.

We stopped for coffee at “Rotten Ronnie's” as McDonald's has become known and I had a chat with some local gents about the trip. They asked me to thank the Queen on behalf of the Canadian people for inventing ice hockey all those years ago. Just as well really or they wouldn't have had anything to talk about or do in the winter if we hadn't.

After the break the weather slowly improved and we knocked off another 70km or so before we stopped for lunch and a change of clothes. Tom was really pleased as he had to cycle across a huge bridge, he is not good at heights but he managed it and only cheesed off one passing motorist by refusing to move to the edge of the road.

With waterproofs removed Tim, Tom and I knocked off the last 50km in short order, although I was about knackered at the end and was grateful to arrive at camp. I quickly set up the tent to try to give it as long as possible to dry and then hit the laundry and washrooms.

Tonight we are having Lobster, we are spread betting on how much Lobster we actually get but never the less it is lobster.

There are no photos for today as I forgot my camera.

Tomorrow is a rest Day which will give me a chance to get up to date with washing and packing ready for the hectic last 9 days or so of the trip.

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 61 Atholville to Petit Rocher 60 miles

I awoke relatively warm and despite the loss of the hour the campsite was quite perky, perhaps because they knew it was only a short ride of 60 miles today.

We broke camp relatively late at about 7.45 and headed into town for a picture with a giant trout as the area and river is famous for its fly fishing.

After we left Campbelltown the route meandered along the Matapela River, it was relatively flat but there was one 13% climb, just after coffee, at the top of which we met two of last years tourists, who, surprise surprise, were not complimentary of the tour and we discussed all the same issues about food and dirt that I have already documented.

The rest of the ride was quite pleasant except for a long patch of roadworks where the road was very rough, it certainly makes your eyes water after a few Km!

About midday I finally got a mobile signal and I was able to catch up with Z.

The down side of having a signal was that I got the very bad news that my cousin Robbie had finally lost his battle with cancer and passed away this morning. I've spent a while today thinking of the good times we had as kids at Xmas ,on holiday together and how brave he was in his fight.

At times like this you feel a long way from home but I know that the family will look after Lynn and although I wont be able to get to the funeral my thoughts will be with the family on the day.

Tomorrow is our last day in this run, about 80 miles I think and then we are due a rest day on Friday.


Onwards and Upwards!

Day 60 St Damase to Atholville 90 miles

Another freezing night with a chorus of snorers and then at 5am the local chain saw gang turned up and started warming their saws up, what an absolute pleasure that was!

Having got up and grumpily got sorted I moved out of camp with Randy in a cold mist. Tom was on kitchen duty so we left him behind; we had arranged to meet Dona and Tim at the entrance but they had gone on ahead so we just hit the road.

It was damp and cold and visibility was not good which made the experience of turning onto what we would call a “B” road even more interesting as we hurtled down hills into the oblivion wondering firstly where does the road go and secondly where are the holes on the road?

After about 30 mins we caught up Don etc and thanked them in the traditional manner for waiting for us, we then cycled on together whilst they cowered full of remorse until the mist began to clear and one sock (recently renamed three socks after an official complaint) lead the way.

We stopped for a break at a McDonald's and then shortly after resuming Serge came upon us and joined our group. Serge is one of the strongest riders and I have wanted to cycle with him for some time. I plonked myself on his wheel and we made off over the horizon. The roads were rough but we were flying along compared to my usual pace and I was feeling quite good.


About 80km into the day we stopped for Blueberry Pie and then we set off on what was to be the fastest 40km I have ever ridden. Serge got us up to speed and then we just rotated the lead for 40km up and down, mostly down, the valley bottom road. It was brilliant but I had to work really hard to keep up the pace, especially uphill but it did evidence how much fitter I am today compared to 9 weeks a,go.

As we arrived in Matapedia, I was on my last legs but I had managed to cover 40km in just over an hour much faster than I have every ridden before.

We stopped for a drink, joined by Trevor, then took the last 20km of the day easy, crossing into our 7th Province of New Brunswick.

We arrived in camp early, in fact we were first in, and so I was showered and tented before many got in, useful as I was cooking again tonight, swapping with Trevor.

Dinner went well, chicken curry and as the clocks have moved froward an hour today we are about to get to bed.

A great day but my only frustration was no mobile signal and no Internet, lets hope for both tomorrow.

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 59 Trois Pistoles to St Damase 82 miles

Last night was bloody freezing! I awoke feeling a little under par and after last night curry made three visits tot eh bathroom before I felt it was safe to leave camp.

Initially the weather was better than yesterday in that the wind was not as strong and the sun was out but as the day went on it grew stronger and as we were still on the coast the wind was cold as well so I was well wrapped up but still feeling less than perky.

As sweep we leave camp last so our group plodded along but after about 30km caught the tail end riders. We heaed fort eh nearest town for breakfast and then just made our minds up that we would grind out the mileage and get to camp asap.

After about 80km we stopped for lunch at a very nice restaurant on the beach with some weird statues outside. I ahd a lovely fish dinner and it was cheap.

After lunch we just pace lined until we were within about 15km of the camp where we finally turned right and away from the head winds. However this was to signal three relatively tough climbs and one massive descent during which I hit 76km/h. It was so fast and bumpy that I was scarred to take my eyes off the road to look at my speedo, it caught me a bit by surprise after so long on the flat, I'm just glad I'd taken three visits at the camp before I left.

The hills are a signal of things to come tomorrow it is hilly all day.

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 58 Riviere Ouelle – Trois Pistoles 75 miles

The day dawned bright and sunny after a cool night, but it was not to last. After a quick breakfast Don, Kev and I left the camp and immediately realised that we had a horrid head wind to contend with and in the distance it looked like rain was coming.

We ploughed on ably assisted by Kelly and Judy but the going was tough as we only averaged 20km/h just 15km/h less than yesterday!

After a brief stop for coffee we decided to just plough on as we knew the day was going to be tough into the wind and we wanted to get as far as we could before it rained; I hadn't brought my leggings so I was particularly keen to get to camp.

We manged to get the first half done in reasonable time and then stopped for a McDonalds, only to find a Burger King just down the road!

The second half of the day was just as tough although we joined another group and so at least it made the pace line work a little easier.

When we were about 30km from camp I was convinced we were about to get soaked as the countryside to my left and upwind was disappearing under what I thought was a rain squall but as it swept up to us it turned out to be fog rolling off the sea. Whilst it made it colder at least it wasn't wet.

We ploughed on and got to camp about 4pm, I had a quick shower and set up my tent and then turned my attention to cooking. Tonight it was vegetarian curry, the only problem was there wasn't enough spices and so it was pretty weak and tasteless but in fairness the staff has gone the extra mile and bought some naan breads to go with it.

As I type this it is just easing a little wind wise but it is still cold, I fear it could be a cold night. Tomorrow we start to climb again, we are on sweep duty so we will be late off and probably late into camp, but at least we wont be cooking.

No photos today due to technical problems....I forgot to take many and they were rubbish

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 57 Quebec City to Riviere Ouelle – 86 miles

As per usual when we stay indoors there was a slow start tot he day and we only hit the road at about 8am, about an hour behind normal time.

The first few Km were along a cycle path which ran along the St Lawrence River and below the Old City, so we had some beautiful views of the Old City as we rode.

We boarded a ferry after only 10km which took us across the river to Levis; I think this is the place they named the jeans after but I may be mistaken.

From the ferry there was a cycle path that ran along the river and then slowly climbed away from the river before it finished and we were back onto normal roads. Today's route took us along Highway 132 and through some quaint little villages until we pulled over for breakfast after 50km. I had toast and cheese, it was lovely and surprising good value at only $4.


After breakfast me moved off taking advantage of a good tail wind and pretty soon we were in St Jean-Port-Joli, the home of wood carving in Quebec. As we cycled a long there were loads of little boutiques displaying their carvings and then we spotted one man actually working in his garden so we stopped and had a chat; he has so happy we had shown an interest that he gave us a tour of his workshop and then showed us how to carve a face out of a piece of wood. It was amazing to watch him in action, I have loads of photos, the face just seemed to emerge from the wood, terrific skill.

After the chat we headed into the village for lunch, another Poutine and then a gentle but long ride into camp which involved going along a crushed cinder track. The track slowed us right down and with my narrow tyres it was like being on ice, I came within inches of ahead on collision with another cyclist which got the heart rate up I can tell you.

We arrived in camp quite late, about 4.30pm and by the time I had showered and got the tent up it was dinner time.

Tomorrow is our last easy day, about 70 miles and relatively flat but then the hills are back for the next 4 days as we move into New Brunswick and towards the Cabot trail.

Onwards and Upwards!







Onwards and Upwards

Day 56 Quebec City Rest Day

Today has been somewhat frustrating from the technology point. Despite efforts I cant get my lap top to link into the internet and so I have had to scrounge access from Taso and Tom again.

After a swift breakfast Taso, Errin and I jumped on a bus and headed into the old town, it is a really beautiful place, very much like many older European cities. Sadly I forgot my camera so you will have to take my word for it.

After an hour or so shopping and eating I returned to the Uni and got up to date with my blog and emails and hope to Skype Z later today.

Tomorrow we are back on the road again, 86 miles to Riviere Ouelle, it should start to get a bit more rolling as we head out of Quebec but were all due a hill or two after nearly two weeks of the flat stuff.

Onwards and Upwards

Day 55 Trois Riviere to Quebec

After our first cool night for a while I awoke to fog and a very damp tent,breakfast was hurried as itr was cold in camp and we hit the road early.

Today I was back with “the Dogs” an irreverent group of individuals that have emerged during the trip and include Tom, Randy,Don,Tim, Kevin(the dog),one sock and myself plus the odd guest. We were named after one of our group started howling when chasing a rider and the storey has grown to such proportion that we now actually howl and bark as we overtake the slower riders,very juvenile we know but it makes us laugh on long days!

Todays start was quite quick and we soon got through Trois Riviere and on towards Quebec. After about 50km we stopped fro Toast and Coffee and I was able to catch up with Z and then we hit the road again. We were really flying as we wanted to get to Quebec as early as we could so that we could get our housework done before the rest day tomorrow.

About 20km later Don had a flat and so a couple of us stayed back with him and then we cycled on together. Todays route was flat and ran alongside the St Lawrence River. It was quite a pleasant ride and we were soon bobbing along at about 35km/h without much effort.

As we got nearer to town the road started to pitch up a little and we had a couple of gentle climbs to reintroduce us to hills after so many days on the flat.

About 110km into the ride we stopped briefly for corn on the cob, provided by two members of last years tour. Funnily enough the same topics of conversation came up as when we have met other previous tourists.

The last 30km or so into town was picturesque but at time very steep, it certainly stopped us chatting a couple of times but we rolled into the University at about 2.30pm and had a hour or so to kill so we headed for the pub.

At 4pm we checked into our rooms, which are single rooms with an extra bed forced in. By the time you get your clothes and a couple of bikes in you can hardly move.

The meal tonight was another disgrace, 4 pieces of pizza each and when I asked what was for dessert they produced an ice lolly each and 2 melons to split between 42 people. The food situation is really a joke at times its no wonder most people have overspent on the trip, if you didn't you'd starve.

After dinner most of us headed into town to see the Cirque Du Soleil show. The open air show is free 6 nights a week and it was brilliant. The gymnasts were incredible and the costumes amazing. After the show we went back to the University to the bar (cheap beer) but only had a couple before hitting the sack.

After the rest day we are into the final phase of the trip, we have 6 days riding until our next rest day some of which will be hilly and then after out last rest day we have 9 days on the trot until we finish, although one of them is a 14hr ferry ride. It's amazing to think that in just over two weeks this will all be over and I will be heading home!

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 54 Montreal to Trois Riviere

After a night on a blow up mattress in Daniel's lounge I awoke to the warmth and dry of a house and the smell of fresh coffee.

We munched our way through salmon and cream cheese bagels and eventually hit the road at about 7.30am.

We road through the Olympic park and I had my photo taken on the Gold Medal podium before we met up with J and John, who had also stayed in town, and headed out towards Trois Riviere.

There are bike paths everywhere in Montreal so the route out was not only easy but safe,after we left the Island we just stayed on the main road north until we got back onto the planned route where we would join the others who had camped about 40 km from Montreal for some unknown reason.

We stopped for lunch and I had a medium sized Poutine, which is French for chips in cheese and gravy. It was massive and I wasn't able to finish it but it was really good.

After lunch we just put our heads down and headed for camp, most of my electrical items were failing as I hadn't charged them the night before, my GPS gave up after only 39km so I was guessing a bit on my map reading today.

The camp is good, we are out in the open so no Mozzies and the showers are clean and warm, I have got the tent up and am awaiting dinner, Beef Bourginion, which will be interesting bearing in mind they are cooking it in two pans in about an hour, Lets hope for the best.

Randy has been getting some stick because he spent the day with “the Ducklings” a name given to some of the group that follow each other about like a line of ducks behind a leader and for some apparent reason I was given stick as it was alleged I had taken a truck ride from Montreal to Trois Riviere, what a weird bunch we are!

Tomorrow is another relatively easy day at only 80 miles as we head for Quebec City, but there are a couple of stiff climbs as we hit town. We have a rest day in the City on Friday so I'm looking forward to having a look around.

Onwards and Upwards

Day 53 Hudson to Montreal – 42 miles part day

Today's ride was wonderful, after a slightly delayed start due to Serge blowing his tyres up pumping them up, we moved out of camp at about 8am and were soon riding along a beautiful river bank. After a few KM we crossed a huge bridge and then got lost. It took us a couple of minutes to sort out what was happening and then we set off again stopping briefly to let those who had also got lost catch up.

About 2 hours into the day we stopped for breakfast and once again completely swamped a restaurant, I really felt for the waitress as she battled to stay on top of the orders. I ordered a full breakfast and actually got an omelette but I'm not choosy!

We moved off again and cycled along the cycle paths that run alongside the St Lawrence River, at one point we saw some people surfing on the river where the rapids create a static wave. They drop into the river just above it and then try to ride the wave, it was quite impressive and obviously more difficult than it looked although as you can imagine we gave some good advice!

Shortly after midday we got to Montreal where we split up and just did the sight seeing thing; Montreal is a beautiful place, much like some of our European cities, it has churches, plazas and many parks and pretty public areas plus of course all the Olympic buildings.

After a brief tour of the town I headed to Daniels house, via the Olympic Stadium, where I was to stay for the night, and then we did a car tour of the town and up Mont Royal to see the view of the city.. Jody, Carol, Kelly, Judy and Marie Andre joined us later and after a few beers we hit the sack.

Tomorrow is an easy day on 80 miles or so and Flat ( Imaging being able to say 80 miles is easy!)




Onwards and Upwards

Day 52 Ottawa to Hudson 105 miles

After a healthy breakfast we loaded the truck and headed off into town. We followed the canal along some really pleasant cycle routes right into the city centre and back to the parliament buildings. We wanted to take some day time photos and so rode all around the parliament which is a bit like a mini Westminster but in a much quieter location. I was amazed to be able to get right up to the door and rather than being an arse the guide offered to take our photo outside the main door.

We then moved around the outside of the building to a famous cat-house (feline I assure you) where stray cats are in residence and then came across the Canadian Police Memorial Wall. It was quite sobering when I saw the number of Officers killed in the line of duty and I was quite grateful that despite pressure we remain unarmed. After some reflection we moved off back onto our planned route.

We followed more cycle paths and the odd road passed many of the embassies and the Prime Ministers house, we didn't stop, and then out along the River Ottawa which was just stunning riding.

Todays ride included two short ferry crossings, the first of which heralded our arrival in our 6th province, Quebec. You can tell your in a another province, whilst all across Canada the signs are bi-lingual the ones in Quebec are just in French and they just wont comply with Canadian law. Sounds familiar doesn't it.

The ride was through some lovely countryside and then we arrived at the Chateau de Montebello, the worlds largest wooden building and the site of a G& meeting some years ago. Whilst the outside is nothing special the inside was stunning, I just hope my photos do it justice, I have never seen a fireplace and chimney so big. It is a hotel but trust me when I tell you not many of you could afford to stay there!

The final part of the ride was through expensive riverside property with a quick break in Rideau the home town of one of riders.

Tonight the locals of Rideau and Hudson, friends of Marie-Andre have provided dinner for us (much to the annoyance of TDC) to celebrate the tour and in particular their own participants success. I said a few words of thanks on behalf of the group and l also welcomed back a couple of riders who had missed a day or two through illness, so now we are back to full strength.

Tomorrow we go towards Montreal, I am splitting off from the main group with a few others, we are going to spend the night in town and sleep at Daniels house instead of going to the campsite, we will have to catch up a few miles the day after but I'm sure it will be worth it to see downtown Montreal and sleep in a house rather than a tent.


Onwards and Upwards

Day 51 Ottawa – Rest Day.

Saturday night was a rather pleasant affair with some culture in evidence as we hit the town and went to the home of the Canadian Parliament to watch an outdoor Military Commemoration display. The bands of the RCMP and US Marine Corps were present plus a number of local singers to pay tribute to the armed services and in particular the Navy which is 100 years old this year.

Stealing shamelessly from the English the RCMP band is dressed like the Guards complete with bear skins. The show was quite good and the climax was a performance of the 1812 overture complete with artillery. The last post and the lowering of the flag plus both the US and Canadian anthems was quite moving, particularly as they dedicated that moment to the memory of the last WW1 Canadian Soldier who died a few weeks ago.

After the show we headed into town, just for a couple of beers , and then got the bus back to our accommodation at Carlton University.

The accommodation was very good, we stayed in one of the residences, which was quite posh with Internet, satellite TV, and hot and cold water!

Sunday dawned rainy and thundery, I got caught up with the blog and then one of the five star girls, Randy's wife, Jackie. picked me up and we all headed into town for some shopping and lunch. I went to MEC, a camping shop, and bought a new hockey bag to get my kit home as my current bag had been ripped to pieces. We were joined by Randy's son Mike and went for lunch and I tucked into liver and onions and mash, brilliant. The weather was foul, absolutely throwing it down, we had to wait about 5minsat MEC just for the rain to die down enough to run to the car. Despite the weather I was treated to a quick tour of the canal on the way back to the University. In the winter they drain the canal a little and people can skate on it; it's possible to skate for 8km right into the heart of the city.

Once back at my room I was able to Skype with Matt, Zoe and Lois and catch up, the girls had just got back from the Lion King in London and then I had to have a little nap before eating again.

Dinner was precooked chicken and salad in the rooms followed by Liverpool v Arsenal on the TV and an early night.

Onwards and Upwards

Day 50 Ivy Lea to Ottawa – 95 miles

Another fun day on the roads.

I awoke to a dry tent! Breakfast was decent and I was ready to roll at 7am. Todays crew was Randy Don, Tim Simo, One Sock Bob and myself and we moved off with a tail wind and sunshine.

The first half of the day was through beautiful countryside with small old fashioned looking villages; I assure you though the prices are in no way old fashioned as they border onto the St Lawrence River and are prime real estate.

We rode along the Canadian side of the river and could see the USA as we moved but after my last experience I had no desire to cross the river.

We were flying along and only stopped briefly for a drink at a 100yr old shop that had one of everything in stock from Kit Kats to fuel pumps, it was really eccentric and a bit of an Aladdin's cave.

Half way distance came very quickly, we had been up to 40km/h at one point, so we stopped fro breakfast in Merrickville. There was a very pretty canal bridge and museum so we took a few photos and then hit the road again.

The rest of the days ride was fantastic, fast and rolling through the outskirts of Ottawa. We arrived at Carlton University at about 2pm, we had covered 95 miles in under 5hours, very fast for me.

After finally sorting a Skype chat out with Z doing washing and starting to update the blog we had Pizza for tea as there are no cooking facilities on the site, ( it will be interesting how TDC are going to provide food on the RD as we cant cook and the fridge is turned off!).

Tonight we are off into town to attend a Military band concert with the RCMP and USA Marines Band, should be good and then probably a few beers to follow.

Tomorrow will be lazy, catching up on the blog and hopefully sorting my lap top if I can down load a boot disk. (Whatever that is??)

Today we passed 5500km, now only another 2000km or so to do and I am done!

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 49 Carrying Place to Ivy Lea – 105 miles

Today has been great. I had a decent nights sleep, sorted breakfast duty early ans was on the road by 8am with Don Taso One Sock Bob and Tim. We were sweep but most of the others had left well in advance of us so we warmed up and then hit the throttle.

We had a quick drink stop at about 30km but thrashed on into Picton before we stopped for a McDonald's and filled our bottles.

A brief stop to replace my broken sunglasses at the local cheap shop and I had myself a new pair of Pilot Sunglasses. Everyone agreed they made me look just like a pilot!

Eyes protected we whipped along through some beautiful countryside, with no doubt beautiful prices attached as we crossed across the top of the commuter belt for Toronto.

Just after Picton we boarded a small ferry for a 15 minute ride across Lake Ontario and then off again across relatively flat countryside through what is known as the Loyalist region of Ontario,dating back to the 1812 war with the USA and the Loyalist expelled from the USA settled in the region. The USA lost but they don't like to talk about that!

We soon hit Kingston which is a pleasant looking city and home of Queens University and Fort Henry; built to defend Canada from the USA but never used, although there was one German POW held there during WW2 but he escaped.

After Kingston we continues through some lovely rolling countryside until Taso had a puncture and we had to stop; we then found he had also broken two rear wheel spokes so we eased off the throttle a little for the remaining 20km or so.

We arrived in camp at about 5pm just as Z texted to say goodnight. We were joined for dinner by Alan Metcalf a previous TDC'er and member of the board of directors; spookily dinner was good tonight with pork chops and Corn on the cob!

Tomorrow is another long day 95 miles into Ottawa and a rest day in university accommodation. I have changed my chain tonight but the rest of the bike needs a good clean, the blog needs updating and I am going to try to sort the laptop hopefully.


Onwards and Upwards!

Day 48 Nestleton to Carrying Place – 84 miles

After a really good nights sleep I awoke and sorted my gear for the days ride, had breakfast lubed and was just getting onto the bike when I noticed the back wheel was flat!

Randy was indisposed so it was left to Tom and I to sort the problem, there was a huge whole in the tyre but we couldn't find a hole in the tube; nevertheless we replaced both and I now have a red and white front tyre and a black and white rear one, I'm sure the fashion Police will soon be on my case.

We rolled out of camp intending to do the SDA (Shortest Distance Available) but Randy threw his bottom lip out because he wanted to do EFI (Every F'ing Inch) and follow Buds map. As usual we gave in to him and started off following the directions. Within what seemed like yards the roads deteriorated and we were bumping along secondary roads questioning why we had given in without a bigger fight. However the route was quite picturesque and we spent a couple of hours riding through some quite affluent countryside.

The pace was slow this morning as there were loads of twists and turns so after about 80km and just before we turned into Tims house for lunch I started to bonk. I went all wobbly and had to scrounge food off Tom and Randy.

I limped into lunch which was fabulous. His wife, kids and neighbour had laid on quite a spread of burgers, potato salad etc and we gorged ourselves for an hour or so and then headed back onto the road.

The afternoon didn't go any quicker, I don't know why but I was feeling a little flat today and I finally got to camp at about 4.30. I quickly set up the tent and had a shower and then started cooking Pasta Al Verde. Which is Chicken veg and pasta. We were late getting it served but it seems to have gone down quite well. How they expect 8lbs of chicken, with bone in, to feed 40 people though defeats me, sometimes the portions are just ridiculous and its gets peoples back up a little

The camp site is on Lake Ontario and is quite luxurious. The weather looks set fine and so hopefully I will sleep well as tomorrow is a longer day at 101miles.


Onwards and Upwards!

Day 47 Alliston to Nestleton – 70 miles

Having been dropped off at camp by Chris lake I got back into the swing of things sorting bottles and bags and then forcing some breakfast down.

I had a great surprise though as my long awaiting missing cards and sweets from Jenny, Matt and the Stokes family arrived. The bad news was that it cost me $17 in redirection fees, but at least tonight I have some chocolate buttons and sweet bananas to eat in bed and a lolly for tomorrows trip.

Today dawned misty but warm and we set off east again with a refreshed feeling. I travelled with quite a large group for the first 30km or so and then was tempted to stop by the $3.99 breakfast special just outside Bradford.

After a super breakfast, Randy, Simo and I just sauntered along in the now sunny conditions knocking off the distance chatting and taking in the scenery. We passed north of Toronto across the Market Garden area that looks very similar to the fens and then into cottage country where the rich have bought cottages just outside the big town

We rolled into Port Perry and pulled into a lakeside café for a snack and then finished the last few km hitting camp at about 2.30pm.

When we arrived there was a sign telling us the truck was going to be late, it had got stuck in the soft soil in Alliston and had to be pulled out by a recovery truck. It eventually pulled in at about 4pm which has put dinner back a couple of hours. The campsite is OK,we are in light woods on the edge of a chemically induced bright blue swimming lake.

I have got the tent up and the last of my bedding airing and am hoping for a pleasant night back under canvas.

Tomorrow ride is about 80 miles long and we are on cooking duty.

Onwards and Upwards!

Day 46 Rest Day Alliston

Larry arrived at the camp site shortly after 6pm and to my relief told me there was room at the Inn for the next couple of nights. I grabbed all I could carry and we headed out of camp and to the family cottage on the Nottawasaga River.

At the cottage was Gwen, Chris, DJ (Chris's wife) Sam and Jack (Kids) Jacqui and Roberta.

Although I've seen Larry and Gwen a couple of times relatively recently it's been 30 years since we kids had seen each other but it was if it was yesterday only a few more wrinkles.

The cottage is idyllic, set on the banks of the river with tumbling water rushing past, a deck and the ultimate batchelor pad with open plan rooms and a huge fire place.

A few beers and a good gossip later we headed into town for dinner and I had my first decent steak since arriving in Canada.

Back to the cottage and a real bed; it was so hot and humid after the storms though that I just slept on top of the sheets.

I awoke at about 6am and enjoyed stretching out and not touching anything damp and not having to pack up the tent. When everyone was up we nipped into town for breakfast and then I took them to the camp site to show them the squaller I have to put up with during this trip and introduced them to a few of the cyclists.

Chris and I then headed into town to get washing done, swap the mattress, a haircut and other bits and pieces before we made our way back tot he cottage where the weather was glorious and I spent the afternoon day sipping beer and alternating sitting on the deck or paddling in the river and catching up with the various family members.

Larry Gwen and the two girls left at about 5pm and then super-chef DJ started to work her magic in the kitchen turning out a marvelous steak dinner whilst chatting and watching the sun disappear over the trees.

Sadly the time will come when I have to go back to camp, Chris will drop me off in the morning and I will have to get cracking to sort water bottles food etc for the day. I would think with so many people being absent over the rest day I wont be the only one scrabbling around first thing though and I think we have a relatively easy day at about 70 miles to complete.

So now to bed, I have had a fantastic time, thanks must go to the Lake family for such great hospitality, I promise it wont be 30 years before we meet again!


Onwards and Upwards!