I had breakfast at Simeon’s; frosted mini wheats and toast and said my goodbyes. He still had to go to work.
I rode through the city to the west side of the bay. There was a beautiful park. It looked tranquil in the morning mist and light rain. Unfortunately the waterfront trail was closed on the lake side of the railway track. Had it been open I would have enjoyed the edge of Hamilton bay and missed the busy streets. Still the route wasn’t too bad will wide shoulders and paved trails.
Once past the Burlington Bridge the Waterfront Trail was easy. The bike trail was almost all paved with center green and blue line lines dividing the traffic. It couldn’t have been better; winding through residential areas, parks beside the lake, and the busy downtown.
It rained most of the day; sometimes the rain was quite heavy. I found my Gortex rain jacket was no longer waterproof in the sleeves. I’ll have to remember to treat it when I get home.
I arrived at Lois and John’s empty house at about 3:30pm and crashed for a nap before John got home. When John got home he treated me to a dinner at Ashbridge’s Bay Yacht Club. Afterward we walked up and down the piers as John educated me about sail boats. For an additional diversion we drove to his club a short distance west. It is a wild place without electricity in thick forested area in Leslie Spit. It is hard to believe that there is such a place in the middle of Toronto.
I spent the night in the Hunter’s bright Air B & B guest room.
