Some days are not. Day 54 was all about meandering. Big time.
We stopped shortly outside of Brockville to witness some historical re-enactments.
Then at SAG 1 my cousin Chandra and her family (and in-laws!) showed up with cookies for our troops.
Not 10 minutes later we rode past some of Julia's family and had to stop again. Shortly after that some people from Williamsburg CRC were out with treats. Of course we stopped.
A large group of cyclists had turned the distance between rest stops into a time-trial race. We stopped at SAG 2 to meet up with them and picked up Ryan and Adam, who were officially exhausted after racing.
We hit the road and then stopped for this gem of a photo.
I think after this we actually rode our bikes for quite a while... Except when we didn't.
Upon arriving in Cornwall we enjoyed a coffee and helped Ryan calculate the times for the race.
And then when we were literally turning into the driveway of camp, Adam twisted our rubber arms and made us go swimming in the St. Lawrence Sea Way.
Our time between camps was almost 7.5 hours. Our saddle time was 3.5. The sun was shining, the company was fantastic. What more could you want?
Some new quotables from the ride.
My new bike name (can't believe it took 8 weeks to get it down):
the Shannondale
(This evolved from Shannon the Cannon...)
Slogans for team Shulia:
Team Shulia - recover with us
Team Shulia - a touch slower
Oh dear.
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