Welcome Back Mr. Sun

 

I’ve been drinking rooster tails behind the peloton for so long that I pretty much forgot how glorious it is to ride on a warm sunny evening.  I got so excited I rode to Landmark.  I had planned to ride to New Bothwell.  But I was so absorbed in my thoughts I didn’t realize I’d turned the wrong corner until I arrived at the hamlet of Roland and saw the ‘ol Neufeld Garage.  At that point I thought, what the hell, let’s ride to the longitudinal centre of Canada for some good karma.  Since I rode the 206 there and back, and lived to tell the tale, that must indeed be just what I got.

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