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2018 07-25 > Ste Flavie


Our gracious host and hostess had a wonderful breakfast for us this morning.  However, let me back up our story a few hours.  Early last night the winds blew with gusto but eventually they calmed and allowed peaceful sleep.  The stillness woke Joe and Jeff and it was also first light (about 3:30 a.m.).  They deferred getting their bikes and moving on because they anticipated a great breakfast.   HP, our sleeper missed it all but the breakfast. 

By the time we ate and loaded our bikes the winds picked up.  Of course, the only winds a cyclist experiences are head winds.  Along the way we saw lots of cyclists heading in the opposite direction.  One of them crossed the highway to talk to us.  He left Vancouver 58 days ago as part of his trans-Canadian bike ride.  He was proud that he had camped all the way and not spent one night in a motel.  We attribute this to his age. We, on the other hand are proud that we had spent every night in a real lodging.

Over all, our trip around Gaspe was 540 miles with lots of climbing.  We gained over 33,000 ft of elevation gains.  It took us 11 days of cycling with no layover days to get around Gaspe.  Since HP’s journey started in Montreal, he cycled 1050 miles (1690 km).  No wonder we are tired.  Tomorrow, we drive to Montreal to drop off HP, and then Joe and Jeff continue on to Joe’s home in New York.  The next day Jeff will drive to his home in Virginia.  HP will fly home to Switzerland.

We have fond memories of this trip and dream of trips to come.  We thank our families and friends for following our blog.  We are also grateful to those folks we met along the way that made our days even more special.

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