Friday, 12 Jun 2009
St. Thomas, ON to Port Dover, ON
79.2 miles, 6h04m, 13.0 mph
Elapsed Time: 9h22m, Max speed: 43.1mph
Total Climbing: 1482ft, Max elevation: 772ft
Total mileage: 1053.8
Like I was actually going to camp! I'm in the Erie Beach Motel in
Dover, which appears to be where the youth of Hamilton come for day
trips. It's a nice day so there are lots of them around. There are
lots of older people. Right now everyone is probably watching game 7
the Stanley Cup finals, this being Canada after all.
I'm stuggling with this laptop. There were several automatic updates
last night and one of them seems to have damaged the wireless
so if the wireless device is enabled, the machine blue screens
boot. Not good times. Hopefully I'll be able to get this uploaded
somehow before I get home.
Anyway, today was one of those ideal bicycle touring days. No plans,
hurry, perfect weather. I started by riding 8 miles south to the
tourist town of Port Stanley. There I took care of some unfinished
Touching Lake Erie. Only one lake to go.
Some Dixie Cup quality humor on the
road to Port Stanley.
The lift bridge is one of the tourist attractions of Port Stanley.
It is "one of the oldest" lift bridges in Canada.
They also have a tourist rail line and a nice beach.
I also ate my second breakfast in Port Stanley. My first breakfast
a pastry I ate
in my room and some orange juice. This second breakfast was an
excellent donut and coffee. I talked to an Australian-sounding dude
there who'd done some touring. He gave me the low-down on the best
route out of town. On the road out of town I was passed by some
cyclists out for a training ride. We talked a bit. I ran into
guy at the end of the day. This was the most cyclists I'd seen on
whole trip, but none of them were touring.
After Port Stanley came Port Bruce. It was just a few miles down the
road, but I stopped there for another cup of coffee and a breakfast
sammich...yes, my third breakfast.
Lots of sand in Port Bruce.
After Port Bruce I started seeing windmills. Lots of them. When I
stopped at the Wind Interpretive Centre, I learned that there are 66
these in this wind farm, and they produce enough juice to power
Can't get enough of these windmills.
Every time I see those things I'm amazed at how huge they are. Also,
how quiet they are. I'd expect them to be squeaking and grinding,
they make a kind of whirring sound. It's hypnotic. I could stare at
them all day.
This is farm country. In this field they grow asparagus and wind.
After Port Bruce was Port Burwell.
I stopped for a root beer float and a tour of the lighthouse and
neighboring maritime museum. I went up in the lighthouse. It was
of steps, and the view was less than spectacular. I really
museum. I had a personal tour with both the girls that worked
showing me all the stuff and giving me the backstories. They
get many people in there who show an interest. They said Lake
the most dangerous lake and has the most shipwrecks. I told them
about how the Lake Superior people think their lake is more
and has better shipwrecks. Good thing there wasn't a Lake
there at time...there would have been trouble.
A small lighthouse.
Note it is about the same size as the bear...the one on the left,
jumping in the air.
Compare to the windmill. It's like double the size of the bear.
It was about noon when I left Port Burwell, but for some reason I
wasn't ready for lunch. So I continued along for many miles until
Rowan, which was buried in a blizzard of poplar seeds. There I
a grilled chicken sammich at a waterfront restaurant. By then it was
after 2pm, and I was starting to wear down. I decided that I would
until 5pm and then decide what to do. But before it got to be 5pm
terrain changed. The weather was still perfect...even a nice
but the road started dropping down into gullies and climbing back
That got old really fast. I decided I would get a room in Port
and if I couldn't get a room, I'd camp.
Passed this interesting farm.
I reached Port Dover at about 5pm. I rode through town and found the
Erie Beach Motel, which is much nicer than the name suggests (and
scary too). I ate dinner at a neighborhood bar and had some fine ice
The channel markers at Port Dover harbor.
Linda flies in to Buffalo tonight. She'll drive out here and meet be
tomorrow and take away my bags. Tomorrow will be a long day of
if I'm going to get to Lake Ontario and back to Niagara Falls. At
I won't have to schlep around that camping gear that I hauled for a
thousand miles and never used.
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