9/06/10 Presqu'Ile to Bowmanville

Now that’s Xavier’s worst day since we left.  We had nothing left for breakfast so we tried to pedal to an apparently opened grocery store in the provincial park of Presqu’Ile. Obviously it was closed, never trust provincial parks. The beach was nice despite the bad weather.

Strong winds but for once in our direction. The waves on Lake Ontario were about 1.5m high.

The road was actually pretty nice with orchards going all the way to the water. We decided to ride as much as we could as the wind was helping us a lot.

We arrived in Newcastle at 8pm looking for a warm place to stay for the night, but we didn’t know there was not much in this town. So we had to ride to Bowmanville to find a motel. We got there and it wasn’t really a luxury to pay for a place to stay after one week, as Xavier was completely frozen. He put the heater to maximum and he was just so happy to be there. He was numb from the cold and rain but he would have never told me, masculine pride. I was suffocating in the room. So we cooked our dinner and then Xavier sat in the bed with the bag of Ruffle chips and the Stanley Cup final and you had never seen someone so happy of being in a crappy motel. Distance:104km