We are social creatures to the inmost centre of our being. The notion
that one can begin anything at all from scratch, free from the past, or
unindebted to others, could not conceivably be more wrong. -Karl Popper,
philosopher and a professor (1902-1994)
Hello marathon man! We are
just on our way out to meet some people for drinks and dinner but I
wanted to send off a quick email to congratulate you on a terrific
achievement! Not sure I could manage over 6 hours in the saddle these
days! You must be pretty pleased with the outcome.
Sorry to hear about the car problems. I have to say that was the one
thing that I was always concerned about when traveling long distances in
Canada. When I worked for AM International in Ottawa some 40 plus years
ago, I had to occasionally visit the Montreal and Quebec branches and I
was constantly worried about what I would do if the car broke down on
those, then, relatively deserted highways, particularly when I had to do
the trips in winter! Those were also the days before cell phones were
the norm.
Had a brief word with Krissy. They all seemed to have a good time on the
island they went to. Thank goodness the truck is finally back on the
street so they can earn some money to pay a few bills. These kids always
seem to live on the edge! Must dash but just wanted to wish you congrats on your achievement.
Derek
Hi Gayle and Derrick! (Chloƫ doesn't know how to spell your names!)
Up
at 7:15 am to make a pot of java and scribe. Just had to wait for
Sleepy Heads to appear before breakfast. Once people were up, Dusty did
flapjacks on the griddle, along with bacon, and we all enjoyed a hearty
breakfast. Since Cora Lee couldn't eat the pancakes she fried up a
number of simply delish pickerel fillets and Bruno and I "forced"
ourselves to eat some fish!
Carol and Bruno headed out shortly
thereafter, to visit more friends near Steinbach and then they were en
route home, via Minneapolis. I scribed, to the extent that I could and
then left for another longish ride today as weather forecast looked very
promising for rest of day, as well as coming week and into weekend.
Decided I'd try to do at least 120 km to start my Whistler Granfondo
training so made for the South Shore at close to 11:00 am. Almost
exactly 10 km to end of pavement so I had close to 32 km on the clock by
the time I was at West Hawk. Wind behind me so I knew I would have to
pay the price on run home.
Took the turn-off to Ingolf after I
left West Hawk and was pleased to find the steep hill, about half way to
Ingolf itself, was much more manageable that I had remembered it would
be. Turned around at Ingolf and retraced my route to make my way to
Rennie once I was back on Hwy 44, the original Highway #1, the unpaved
TransCanada in the early '50's! Since I'd traveled this route on
Saturday, I knew what to expect, in terms of small hills, etc., and so I
literally sailed along. Had 80 km on my trusty odometre by the time I
turned around and was heading back towards home.
Even the deer
flies were not quite as bad as on last ride so I didn't have that
distraction to worry about. Felt pretty good all the way to West Hawk
and by the time I was past Star Lake I knew I was fine, even though my
camel pack was on "empty"! Had the distances all worked out as I was
heading towards Fairway Crescent but I was hoping to push my AVG to 23
km/hr so I kept going until I reached the bottom end of Fairway. No
matter how hard I pushed, I couldn't change the reading so I had to be
content with a few dipsy-doodles around Ace Bay to give me 127 km as the
final tally. Still a very rewarding ride and my first "Whistler"
distance, even thought I wasn't faced with the the punishing grades that
await on the Sea to Sky! Stats for ride:
http://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/551909033#.U9bY-T5NtOE.email
Cora
Lee played nine holes of golf this afternoon with her brother, Giorgio,
and nephew, Dustan, and enjoyed herself immensely. Dinner around 7:00
pm, after golfers returned and then a table of bridge. Dusty and I took
on Rosita and Coriandre and came out ahead by 120 points, so pretty
close, overall. Sipping on a Breaking & Entering Bourbon Whiskey,
43%, as I scribe, so cannot complain.
Thank you for your very
kind "Marathon Man" words. Must say that one of the best things about
that ride was that any others, under that distance, seem much, much
easier. Fondestos from Cora Lee, reading in bed, to you both. Cheers,
Patrizzio!
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