Thursday, August 27, 2009

Day 93 Bowmanville to Trenton



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Under the great pressure of a critical audience of two young boys, I learned on the fly how to make Belgian waffles. Steven and Jeremy were so free with their criticism, that I felt we were familly, and I could have been their dad. Nice boys for all that.

After chatting with Mum and Dad for sometime, we got on the road and decided to take route 2 rather than the Lakefront trail as it stated in the guide that there would be places where we would have to take off the bags. So once that decision was made we had to live with the up and down sort of existence normally reserved for elevator operators. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, and the wind was cool.

We stopped for elevenses in lovely Port Hope, quite

charming it is, and so English.

We ate at a British Tea Room that served scones, and ploughman’s lunches and of course tea made in a crock pot with boiling water.

We got into conversations with Bill who was celebrating his birthday, his lady friend and the charming Vanessa the writer.


There were some tedious road works as we left town, but that negotiated, we were on a good road with light traffic so what made me make the decision to follow the Lakefront Trail beats the heck out of me in retrospect.

But we did and found ourselves in a maze of little streets with few signs and lots of turns. Still we got a view of Coburg marina and beach which we would have missed.

We got back onto the route 2 and our speed increased as it flattened out, running by the side of our old friend, the railway.

Into town we spied a Tourist Information, and with no prospect of being helped we entered this variation of the Monty Python cheese shop. The lady was helpful with data and suggestions, namely that the campgrounds were 8 to 10kms away and the motels were not. This led us to the Park Motel, which is a very classy establishment and 2/3 the price of the HO Jo’s last night.

The motel is under the flight path out of CFB Trenton, so we were entertained by the low flying antics of young people learning to fly big aircraft, and a couple of passes by the Snowbirds.

Average 19.5kph

Height climbed 570m up, 550m down

Today’s distance 104km

Total distance 7105km

That’s about all the news that’s fit to blog

Night, night

2 comments:

  1. I go out for the day and you're over 7,000km what is it with you guys do you want us all to feel guilty.
    Lovely Port Hope, so English! A few years ago Aileen and Mike took us from Toronto to Port hope for a house concert. It was held in the home of Bobby Watt. He's a unique Scots/Canadian folk singer-songwriter and stonemason/restorer of old buildings (among them, the Parliament Buildings in Ottawa and the Washington Monument). His music is regular breakfast fare chez nous, but hardly English!
    All the best Dave & Sandra.

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  2. I trust that even without your daily dose of old teflon your knee joints are not tending to seize up?
    What are these things called punctures - how long have you lived in North America everyone knows that they are called appartments (think about it)

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