Total distance: 4546 km
After day upon day of rolling Ontario hills, and the need to run errands around town, I took a half-day off in Thunder Bay. It was here that I got the aforementioned (previous blog entry) camera battery replaced; then I started looking for a barber shop. I went from shop to shop, but for some reason they were all closed on this Monday afternoon. Then, as luck would have it, at one closed shop, the barber arrived coincidentally. He explained that I would not be able to get my haircut, as the barbershop association had legislated closure on Sunday and Monday! Go figure... I left town with a mop still sitting on my head.
A few kilometers out of town is a monument to Terry Fox. It is in Thunder Bay that Terry prematurely ended his Marathon of Hope due to resurgent cancer. This local stretch of Highway 17 is named the Courage Highway in memorial of Terry.
|Terry Fox monument outside Thunder Bay|
|The sleeping giant|
|Which way to Vanoucver, again? (Taken outside the hostel)|
|A quick footnote in Jean's 11 year journey!|
The next morning, I awoke to a beautiful pastel-red, orange and blue sunrise over Lake Superior. The sound of the bird-calls echoing through the woods was quite spectacular, and continued into my ride. In Ontario, the bird-calls sound like the native Indian songs they surely inspired; much better than the squawking red-winged blackbirds of the prairies.
|Morning light shines across the sky above Lake Superior|
|A view of the beautiful lake and dockside at Rossport.|
|The peaceful lake that feeds Rainbow Falls|
Overall, it was a very enjoyable day of cycling, with lots of towns and exciting stops along the way. The descents were some of the quickest of my entire journey, reaching speeds of 68 km/h. In the evening I camped at Neys, where I used the wifi to catch up on emails - cellular service in Northern Ontario is atrocious!
|Aguasabon Falls roaring in the background|
|White River - where it all began!|
On this day, I passed the marker designating 1000 km of Trans-Canada highway riding since the Manitoba border. A little further, and I reached Wawa, where I was finally able to get the haircut I had so long desired! Wawa gets its name from the native word "wewe" for bird - or geese - or something like that. At any rate, there are several large geese sculptures around town, and many smaller geese statues and ornaments.
|Big Geese at Wawa|
|Picture-perfect at Sandy Beach in Michipicoten|
|Sunset at Twilight Campground|
As I entered into Sault Ste. Marie, I passed a marker that supposedly commemorates the Trans-Canada Highway at the midway point. The plaque, however, appeared to be missing! (Vandalism?! Maintenance?) After the brief respite and self-congratulation, I hurdled one more big hill into the Soo, where I reached the home of Brian and Margaret. The evening brought heavy thunderstorms and a brief power outage. Needless to say, I was very glad I had a roof over my head and a comfortable bed to sleep in.
|The marker with the missing plaque!|
Today, I took a rest day in the Soo, where I visited the boardwalk and canal. I had planned to replace the chain and cassette on my bicycle due to all the wear and stretch that has accumulated along the journey, but the local bicycle technicians were occupied for the day, and advised that I could delay the maintenance for a little while longer.
When I depart from the Soo tomorrow, I will be hoping for more tolerable temperatures and humidity!