total km: 5130.5
Our home for the night.We awoke to waffles. Not those stinking belgians either, but ones that actually fill you up. These were certified organic corn, and other tasty stuff ones. Katie apologized for having run our of organic maple syrup, and sheepishly explained that all she had was organic yogurt, freshly made hot fruit compote and pear butter (that’s so good she keeps buying it even though it’s not organic). We were full after only two, mind you, they were plate sized. Now it may just be because we had had a whole week off but, in any case, they were hearty.
After a final few touch ups (that actually took a really time) we were ready to hit the road at 1:00 pm. We were off to a very early start. All things done, we were finally ready to pay. For the few things that they did charge us for, they still gave us 30% off, assuring us that we weren’t special, it’s just the rule applied to touring cyclists. Even after the bill was settled, Katie couldn’t stop giving, throwing at us a bag of organic cliff blok shots (energy packed gummy bears for adults) and organic dried bananas. Five minutes later, when they noticed that Brandon wasn’t carrying a camelback and that our water bottle cages were devoid of water bottles (we just hadn’t put them in yet), Rick and Katie both freaked out at the thought that we weren’t drinking enough water. Rick went to the back to fill up one of their extra ones as Katie ran to grab extra water bottles, returning with three full ones. They were not to see us ride off carrying an inadequate amount of water. We rode away on what felt like brand new bikes, laden with presents.
Katie and Rick are so busy that this is the best shot we could get of them (helping out a customer).
The little free ferry from Picton across the bay (in the background you can see the other ferry going from the bay to Picton).We rode the entire way into Kingston along the waterfront trail, enjoying an ample, paved shoulder, and minimal traffic along Lake Ontario’s shore.
This is how waterfront the waterfront trail is. It was a really good day of riding. The temperature was even agreeable, verging on cool. Not so agreeable was the lack of campgrounds in Kingston. Our solution was to continue riding and look for a place to pitch a tent at the first sign of squatter friendly territory. Luckily for us, 10km of riding brought us to the MacLachlan woodworking museum. If you’re ever in the area, it’s backyard is ideal for squatting and they don’t open until 10:00 am, leaving ample time to pack up and eat without being caught. B&K
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