As I started biking towards Ontario, the rain picked up. When I biked past the Ontario welcome centre, the rain was pouring harder then I have ever seen it during my trip so far. Visibility was significantly reduced and I had to bike slowly as I was afraid of slipping. The cars and trucks left large clouds of spray.
The rain did not ruin my mood as I was so excited to be in Ontario. I was in my fifth province after 20 days of being on the road. However, Ontario is no ordinary province...it's my home province! I recognized the blue exit signs, the road distance markers and the hills. I felt like I had the home ice advantage and was laughing and shouting with joy through the rain. Progress!
When I made it to Kenora, the rain stopped. Kenora is a touristy town with lots of money in it. After biking through parts of Manitoba, it was quite the contrast. The distance between towns in northern Ontario are large and you have to make sure you have enough water.
I left Kenora and planned to reach Dryden. The Ontario hills were just starting up and I wasn't sure how much more difficult it would be to bike.
At Vermilion Bay I had delicious poutine!
The next day I was biking to the grocery and got a flat tire. The traffic pushed me to the edge of the road and I biked through a really dirty patch of road.