It rained like crazy last night. Joe couldn’t fall asleep, and meanwhile Mimi slept like a baby with the rain hitting our tent. The rain continued to pour until we finally finished packing (2 hours) Thanks to our sunny dolls, the rain stopped as soon as we stepped on our bikes. We went out on a hunt for a grocery store in Madoc, but we had no luck, and ended up finding a timmys and had a good old ham and swiss sandwich, and maple dip donut with double double steeped tea. It just never gets old. Let me tell you, a good breakfast is essential for a good ride! We blasted through 40 km in 2 hours. We arrive at this werid little town called Kalador. We took out our chicken toasted club sandwich from Timmys and walked into Countrystyle. Thank god it wasn’t really a countrystyle. They only sold muffins and coffees. Right by the countrystyle was this awesome general store. In these small eastern Ontario towns, they treat it as a one stop shopping destination. They sold really nice moccasin, 5.99 canvas shoes, cheesy tshirts that says “trust me you can fix it”, “if you’re going to rehabs, you’re a quitter!”. They sell odd cowboy hats as well and a sweater with reflective stripes. They also sell worms, cards, appliances, headphones, cake mix, fishing rod,… you get the point. Anything you can think of. We left with a bag of two bite brownies, dibs and ice cream sandwich. The dibs were expired, or melted at one point, tasted like expired milk. The two bite brownies were flakey. We kept on biking, the scenery got better with each stroke of pedalling. Eastern Ontario has some really amazing lakes! On the side note, we kept seeing this “Blue berries, Home Baking” little huts, but every goddam one of them were closed. Some blueberry with ice cream would be a nice treat for our tiring legs and sore butts. The shoulder(not ours, the road’s) got smaller and smaller as we headed east. At first, small cracks started showing up, that didn’t bother us too much, thanks to our fatty tires. However it slowly became like the craters on the moon, patches missing here and there. We were dodging them like ninjas. Eventually we saw a sign of fresh cut fries, I saw mimi started sprinting up the hill, pushing down on those pedals like there is no tommorow. We went over the hill, and there was the “Shabot Lake Provincial Park” Turned out, it wasnt open. We were shocked, we were shocked. Not knowing what to do, we asked the park staff where we can camp. He said, “Mcgowen Lake, it’s only 15 minutes driving!” I guessed he didnt see us in bike shorts and helmets. Dissapointed,we walked out and started pedaling again, we saw the fresh cut-fries place after 10 seconds. To further add to our dissapointment, it was also closed. By this time, we had ridden 80km. With some calculation, 15 mins of driving on highway 7 at a speed 100 KMH = 25 KM. We thought we couldn’t do it. We almost would stay at a motel if we saw one, but luckily we didnt. We passed by Maberly and saw a sign saying “Maple Syrup Capital of Ontario.” We wanted to get a fresh taste of the maple syrup, however no stores were nearby. We then saw free public internet access, we wanted to find a closer campgrounds. However, it was actually an employment agency, the receptionist was being difficult, providing us with no information. Thank god, a woman, appearing to be her supervisor walked out. After hearing our about our circumstances, she mentioned her brother has a lodge near the trans-canada trails. However, we will have to take a detour of at least 10 KM, so we decided to keep biking eastward. We passed by this amazing lake called Silver Lake. Words doesnt justify its beauty. I will let the pictures do the talking. (still no pictures =.=) we kept going and going without knowing where McGowan Lake was. Somehow, one hour passed by, we hit 100 km, celebrated with an uncheerful cheer. BTW, we bought a hot roasted chicken, I hided between my wool jerseys, and it was still warm after 1.5 hour. We finally arrived, quickly set up our tents. Joe went for a shower, first he couldn’t find the shower, then he came back the 2nd time asking for quarters. YOU HAVE TO PAY TO SHOWER?!?!?!?! CHECK OUT THE PICTURES( that we don’t have for you yet) It’s an old school one, they didn’t even have a knob to control the temperature. One quarter, one temperature, 10 mins. Later, we dug into our lovely chicken
to be continued…….