David and Dayle are such lovely people that they went out and picked up Tim Horton’s breakfast and brought it back to the motel so I could sleep a little longer. I had mixed berry oatmeal with brown sugar which was absolutely delicious, a bacon and egg English muffin, to pack in my bike bag for later in the day, and a coffee. Unfortunately, I had a bad night with a migraine, which is unusual for me these days, especially after cycling only 40 km, but with some medication it was gone by morning.
Wayne and I did not talk about our breakfast outfits ahead of time.
Ready to go.
We set out for the ferry at 8:45 as it was recommended we arrive an hour before sailing time. It turned out not to be necessary with the boat mostly empty. I ended up eating my bacon and egg muffin sitting in the line waiting to board the ship.
Cyclists and pedestrians were loaded first and bike racks were available in alcoves on the car deck.
The day was already very hot and humid so after taking some pictures from the outside top level I sat inside in the air conditioning, but right up front.
The ferry was mostly empty.
The journey took 90 minutes and we all remembered to stop our Strava and start again!
We decided to circumnavigate the island in a clockwise direction. The roads had more cyclists than cars and there were many lovely sights along the way.
We stopped for a terrific lunch after 6km at The Bakery.
We saw this sign outside the southernmost school in Canada which struck us as amusing.
Some post-lunch, pre-crash sights. Yes, pre-crash, keep reading.
The road changed to gravel. Wayne and I were riding two abreast while he told me a story about the water level being 18 inches higher at Point Pelee now, than the last time he visited. He gestured to indicate 18 inches and hit something, perhaps a pothole, that caused him to veer into me. We both came off our bikes. I hit my head on the right side and had minor issues with my bike – chain off, left hood twisted – that we fixed. We both have some road rash. Wayne’s chest hit his hood and is quite sore, as is his wrist. He also hit his head. His bike had a broken spoke, bars messed up, seat twisted, but still rideable. He went down on the road. Fortunately I was knocked onto the grass and had a softer landing.
We dusted ourselves off, fixed the bikes and carried on. Wayne got the best chain tattoo I have ever seen. Just look at the detail in the bottom line! And that’s after a shower.
Some sights on the way to the lighthouse:
We couldn’t visit the lighthouse as the trail was under water.
Some sights after the lighthouse:
We skipped the winery and headed straight to the 4pm ferry. We didn’t want to wait until 8pm.
The return trip was uneventful. David even managed to nap. Dayle and I dipped our feet in the lake but it was too dirty to consider swimming.
Once back to the motel we cleaned up, then headed out for a good meal at Armando’s Italian restaurant.
Tomorrow we ride to Windsor and stay there overnight. We will leave the cars in Leamington along with the stuff that won’t fit in our panniers.
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