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| Day 21 - July 18 - Fort Qu'Appelle to Spy Hill 180km |
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| After a quick breakfast of two PBJ sandwiches and a banana, I hit the road with Dave at 5:15 this morning. What little wind there is blows east. I have a feeling there's a nice day ahead of us. |
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| It starts raining 15km later and continues for the next hour. Then we hit a dirt road that goes on for 5km, and because it was just raining it's mostly mud. My narrow tires are sliding around like sneakers on a hockey rink. One of the construction people in the truck offers to drive me the remaining 2km to the end. "No thanks, I'll bike" I say as I remind myself of the importance of riding every section of this road to Newfoundland. That includes construction areas. |
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| We stop at a cafe in Lemberg for our morning break. On and on we go with the wind behind us until we reach Stockholm at 1:00 for a burger and fries. We have most of it knocked by now, so we stop in at the library down the street in search of a computer to read some email. As it turns out, the library is closed today but the guy at the town hall office next door lets us use his desk pc for a good half hour. People are so responsive once we explain what we're doing. They're always eager to help out. As we're leaving he gives us Stockholm pins to put on our bike bags. |
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| It isn't long before we get to Esterhazy where we stop for ice cream. Already there are Aggie, Mel, Murray, Chris, Deb and Leslie. They must have passed us while we were in Stockholm. I like stopping a lot the way we do. It breaks up the day into manageable sections. I don't enjoy biking 50km at a time without at least stopping to stretch. |
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| I appreciate the scenery a lot more today. Maybe it's because I know it's our last day in Saskatchewan. Or maybe there's something about the yellow canola fields and blue flax fields that draws my eye as I see them time and time again, around every corner and up every hill. Contrary to popular belief, there are hills in Saskatchewan. Not many, but some. |
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| Tomorrow we hit Manitoba. Another province come and gone. |
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