Days 42 and 43 - On to Toronto We go!

August 14th - 15th, 2010

Owen Sound to Midhurst to Toronto, ON

Our newest thing is stopping at all delicious-looking bakeries that we pass along the way. So... our first stop on the way out of Owen Sound - The European Bakery Cafe (owned by a friend of Heather's). The ride along HWY 26 was quite busy, since it hits Wasaga Beach (a popular destination for Torontonians). We stopped at the beautiful white sandy beach for lunch and a swim, and I got to see first-hand why so many people make the trip to Wasaga.

Post lunch swim at Wasaga Beach, ON

Dream Team consisting of:

Scout, Heather and Lois Driver, Diana

Back on our bikes, and it wasn’t long before Lisa spotted another bakery! We veered in to get a fresh blueberry pie, and Heather ran into yet another person she knew - a former co-worker, in this case, who was more than happy to donate to our cause. Meanwhile, Diana phoned a former curling buddy of hers and before we knew it we had a place to stay in Midhurst, ON (just outside of Barrie)! These ladies seriously know nearly everybody in Ontario.

Pedaling Feat with Heather

A light rain was beginning to sprinkle just as we pulled into Bob and Susan’s place. They welcomed us into their home, and the old curling stories began as we sat outdoors in their garden that is filled with chipmunks and hummingbirds - who apparently stop by for a meal now and then, just like us! We shared a delicious pasta dinner (with blueberry pie for dessert) and slept in comfy beds.

Susan and Diana, creating something delicious in the kitchen.

Enjoying the cool evening

The next morning, we were sad to say goodbye to our scout, Heather, who had to travel back to North Bay and pick up her puppy, Croydon, from doggy camp on the way home. We continued along the hills en route toward Toronto. It was the 6th straight day riding, and we were feeling our legs on even the smallest of hills. Luckily, we had a day off scheduled in Toronto (Lisa’s hometown). At one point we had to cheer our legs on to climb a steep (but short) hill, that looked dauntingly vertical as we approached. Go Legs Go!