Port Stanley to Port Dover Ontario Canada. 68 miles, 2966 miles from the Pacific. Another great day to be on the bike. The weather is cool, the sky is overcast, and the wind is at my back. I have a nice view of Lake Erie most of the day. The road hugs the north shore of the lake with several steep climbs up the bluffs and then racing back down. It’s hard to remember the last time Willie and I have a good climb. I passed through the towns of Port Bruce, Copenhagen, port Burwell, and Port Rowan on my way up the north coast of Lake Erie. Roadside stands are at many intersections selling fresh blueberries, cherries and every vegetable you can think of. I ride past fields of asparagus, peppers, orchards filled with ripe cherries, and more wind farms. And just before Copenhagen there is large fields of tobacco. Maybe it’s just a coincidence. I arrived in Port Dover and get a room, a shower, and a short nap. I walked down to the beach and to the lighthouse that overlooks Lake Erie. It’s peak tourists season, however the cooler weather has many people inside today and I have the place mostly to myself. I sit on the breakwater and eat a huge plate of nachos while watching the boats go by, and feel grateful for being able to live this dream of mine.
Take care, freebird

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