I left very early this morning. It was bright and sunny, not a speck of cloud in the sky.
As I cycled along, I could see more and more of Lake Huron, which kept on stretching out that it almost looked like the sea.
I stopped at Tim Horton’s at Blind River, where I surprisingly came across my girlfriend. The bus she was on was stopping over at the same place, and what a nice coincidence it was to actually be in the same place as her as I went about my day cycling. I got a bagel, and she got me chocolate Timbits, all of which gave me a big boost to keep on going.
Blind River is a picturesque little town. It was named after the river that runs along it, which apparently got its name because its mouth is difficult to see from the lake.
I stopped at Thessalon for lunch and to have my chain greased. We realized that the problem is not the chain — there was a problem with my pedals, which led it to click a lot.
It got fixed eventually, and as I cycled along, I met a guy who told me how extremely difficult, how hilly, how rocky my route was going to be after Sault Ste. Marie. I felt discouraged with what I’ve been told, but as I promised myself, I will keep on going and will not let opinions stop me, even if getting there will take time.
For me, the biggest challenge, really, has been the wind. It has been running against me the whole day, to the point that, in the last 20 kilometers of my ride, I was checking my phone’s GPS every two kilometers to see if I really was progressing.
It turns out that I was.
Around 8 pm, I finally arrived in Sault Ste. Marie, where Frances was waiting for me at the Quality Inn hotel. Our stay was very kindly sponsored by Mrs. Cindy Weir, the Director of Libraries at Sault Ste. Marie. Frances and I then walked along the marina — it was almost sunset, and the glowing orange rays of the sunlight cast a beautiful shimmer along the St. Mary’s River, which outlines the city. The United States was also literally a few feet away from us — the International Bridge connects Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, to Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan.
It was a very relaxing evening after such a tiring day: soaking in the hot tub, having a huge lasagna (read: 1,500 calories) and steamed vegetables for dinner, and being able to sleep on a king-sized bed. Thank you very much, Mrs. Weir, for giving us this very special chance to relax and unwind.
What a feat it was to have been able to complete my day. I am all too tired to even barely keep my eyes open so I could take my last bite of the lasagna. To even consider cycling the next day. But I am here to fulfill a mission. The wind is there to challenge me, to test my will, and not to stop me. And I do thank it for allowing me to grow as a cyclist, for allowing me to appreciate my mission even more.