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2018 07-18 > Riviere-au-Renard


Warning, before you read this blog entry, gather up some good cheese to go with all our wine (whine).  It was a tough day, a long day, a constant climb day, and it was hard.  Get our drift?

Today, we went over the mountains that separated the Seaway from the Atlantic Ocean.  Just 1.5 miles from our motel we started to climb.  It was long and steep and after 2 more miles of cycling we had a short down hill before climbing again.  That was typical of our day.  The down hills even had up-hills and the up-hills had false crests requiring more climbing.  The few screaming down hills required diligence to stay out of the ruts and pot holes. Not that we weren’t tortured enough, getting into the town that houses this night’s motel had another climb from hell. 

On the brighter side, the views of the Atlantic were spectacular, the motel nice, and the dinner (and beers) were very satisfying.  Even with his electric bike HP is tired and Joe and Jeff are exhausted.  The blog is short and lacking details because Jeff and Joe are out shopping for an e-bike.  They do not want HP to have all the fun.






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  1. Hello, Corinne here from Quantum ebikes in Montreal. We have been following you on your blog since HP's departure. We are happy to hear that your trip is going well!

    Let us know if there is anything we can do to make your trip more enjoyable. We have a large selection of ebikes (European brands - Neomouv, Kalkhoff, Riese & Muller, Gazelle and Stromer) which we could easily be shipped out to you, in time for your last stretch!

    Take care!

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    1. Merci Corinne pour votre aimable offre. Mais parfois une bonne douche et une bière peuvent tourner une misère en aventure. C'est ainsi que mes deux amis sont de nouveau d'aplomb et prévoient continuer le voyage entièrement de leur propre force.

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