On April 1, 2005 I set off across Canada on my bicycle. Or
at least I'd planned to cross Canada. These pages are an account of
that trip, as told through
travelogs I sent to friends. I hope you enjoy the ride!
Fear
Hi,
Last night before I went to bed I was writing
in my rough book about the fear I was feeling. The thought of riding
the narrow shoulders around Lake Superior was terrifying me. I know
that terror, and as I concluded in last night's writing, I have come to
recognize such emotions as a good sign. You see, whenever I've faced
that fear down, some great adventure always follows.
By time I went to
sleep last night it was with the firm conviction that my upcoming ride
would be one to remember. I would finally have something worth writing
home about.
So, this morning I set out full of vim and
vinegar, eager to get on
with the show. The bright sunny day presented two obstacles, an
obstinate north wind and heavy traffic. But I took it on. In less than
a half hour I was 10K up the road, nearly to Ross Lake, well on my way.
But there was a problem. The traffic, in
particular the transport
traffic, was heavy. It wasn't slowing down either. And what's more, the
shoulder of the road was less than a half a meter wide and butted into
a soft gravel, lined by heavy cable wire strung to meter high posts.
At about 10 K several vehichles rushed by, giving
me wind as they went.
This was on top of a sudden northerly gust. I could hear a large semi
behind me, letting out its engine break. As it came closer I began to
feel its wind, on top of all the other wind.
I moved over as far right as I could. Blu and I
were rolling at 20K an
hour and I was trying to slow us down. It was difficult with all the
churning. Between the gravel siding and the pavement at the edge of the
road, there was about a one inch lip. Suddenly Blu's front tire caught
on the lip. My handlebars jerked sideways towards the main part of the
highway. For an instant I tried to right myself.
Then Blu's front wheel sank in the gravel and I
was sent head over
heals, across the crossbar and into the gravel, head first, landing on
my forehead and face (at least i didn't land on the pretty part of my
anatomy). I felt the gravel scrape into my face, and heard it scratch
my helmet, I felt my left heel smash on the guide wire.
I lay there for a moment. My neck hurt, a good
sign, at least it wasn't
broken. My left knee also hurt, so did my lower lip, and my left eye. I
could feel pain, I was okay.
Struggling to my feet I saw the transport pull
over, along with a RV
and a pick-up. The folks from the RV did some first aid, or handed me
their first aid box. The guy in the pick-up kept talking to me, despite
the fact I growled at him at first. The transport driver slowly made
his way to me, bringing along some papers and another first aid kit.
I won't get into details but lets just say I have
a good shiner of a
black eye, a scraped knee, an apparent bone spur on my left heel, a
scratch on my right shoulder, a cut up lower lip, a tiny bit of
whiplash, and a bit of confusion.
Blu and BoB, appear to have both come through
with flying colours and
all parts functioning, despite having flipped somewhat and gotten
themselves draped over the guide wire.
Not sure I want to take on that highway, much as
I do want to cruise
Lake Superior. Not sure what I'll do. I've already started looking into
a ride past the bad section, maybe down past the Soo. I'd love to do
this road but, after today, I have a pretty clear indication that it
might be too dangerous and my fear, may not be warning me about an
adventure, but about danger.
I'm going to rest up another day or two and let
my body heal whilst I
research my options. One thing is for sure, I want to continue, but I
may have to do some hopping and skipping, or at least make some other
move to insure I'm still around to talk about this adventure when its
done.
Anyway, I had one thing right last night. I do
have something to write
home about.
Will
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