When you're cycling, a turn of the corner often leads to big changes. That happened 3 times today. The first wasn't so good. We're cruising along out of la pocatiere (after an amazing Timmys breakfast!) When we come to a tangle of limbs and titanium by the side of the road. When you come upon a bike crash, it's often hard to ascertain how many people are involved or the extent of the injuries. This was our two doctors - Dave hit a bump and crashed into bruce. They took a bit to get up, Jason mostly fixed up the bikes and we set off for a bike shop to ensure the new seven wasnt too wounded. And that the boys were ok of course. The second 'round the bend' was a view of the sea in st Denis. Stunning. Then after a quick iced espresso, the third turn was into the park des chutes in riviere-du-loupe where the bike shop folks has set up an amazing picnic by the waterfall. Which got devoured. Then 25 miles, flying along route 132 - literally. Average speed from mile 60-65 was over 20mph, mostly because of the wind. At one point, I stopped pedaling and went 0.75 miles before my speed dropped too much. Arrived in trois pistoles, which is actually really nice, to further nurse our wounded doctors. 76 miles, and hopefully the end of the heat.
When you're cycling, a turn of the corner often leads to big changes. That happened 3 times today. The first wasn't so good. We're cruising along out of la pocatiere (after an amazing Timmys breakfast!) When we come to a tangle of limbs and titanium by the side of the road. When you come upon a bike crash, it's often hard to ascertain how many people are involved or the extent of the injuries. This was our two doctors - Dave hit a bump and crashed into bruce. They took a bit to get up, Jason mostly fixed up the bikes and we set off for a bike shop to ensure the new seven wasnt too wounded. And that the boys were ok of course. The second 'round the bend' was a view of the sea in st Denis. Stunning. Then after a quick iced espresso, the third turn was into the park des chutes in riviere-du-loupe where the bike shop folks has set up an amazing picnic by the waterfall. Which got devoured. Then 25 miles, flying along route 132 - literally. Average speed from mile 60-65 was over 20mph, mostly because of the wind. At one point, I stopped pedaling and went 0.75 miles before my speed dropped too much. Arrived in trois pistoles, which is actually really nice, to further nurse our wounded doctors. 76 miles, and hopefully the end of the heat.
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