The third try is the charm. It’s 8:52 AM as I begin my third attempt to make it to the campsite on Toronto Lake. The sky is quiet and clear, nothing but the sun beating down replacing the morning cool. I have 42 miles of riding today and should be done around noon.
The land beneath my tires ripples in long slow waves, gently up for a mile followed by a disappointing descent of the same distance.
Four hours later on my second day I arrived in Toronto. With the whole camping area to ourselves and I relax and eat lunch, a ham salad with pickle relish sandwich. Tomorrow will be another ride day so I go over my bike, check and add sealant, and lube the chain. Then it’s off for a hike on one of the trails. This walk through the woods and along the lake covered us with ticks so next on the agenda was tick removal and showers.
Back at the campsite we see two touring cyclists ride into a nearby site so we go over, they are the same two that Nancy met crossing into Kansas. We invite them, Matthias and Tilo, for dinner and conversation. If I had gotten here yesterday as planned this opportunity would not have happened.
