Sunday, August 13, 2006

Day 42, Saturday, August 12/06

Vanleek Hill to Montreal 129 km
Last night we all were in bed and lights out at 10. Things quieted down immediately..then at about 12:30 I woke to the sound of a male voice yelling in his sleep followed by another male voice talking. Too funny. It was quite jibberish so I couldn't make much sense of it and I managed to fall back to sleep.

It was wakeup at 6...quite a site to see bodies all over the floor, in various states of wakeup. We packed up, got the bags loaded and walked to St. John's Anglican church for breakfast. The Rev. Robert Sears cycled with us yesterday from Orleans to Vanleek Hill. He was responsible for us at the community centre so was around to lock and open doors for us. We got bikes ready, had a short devotion and were ready to hit the road. This is the end of leg 6 and we will say good bye to Ben and Judy Tripp, Joe Schaeffer (joined us in Winnipeg), Cathy, Paul Abel (joined us in Caranport), Paul. On Monday when we begin Leg 7 there will be a few new additons. There are 51 who have started in Victoria and scheduled to do the entire route.

We were able to cycle along some bike trails. Quebec seems to be pro active in this regard providing the trails. We cycled through many communities following route 344 once we crossed into Quebec at Hawkesbury. Many neat places along the Ottawa River. We passed through Oka where the main industry is selling cigarettes and tobacco; and Bob said "sheds, was another as each property had a shed which was used as the store to sell the cigarettes! I burst out laughing. A store had this 8 foot lit and burning cigarette as their store sign. Quite catchy! We had lunch served by some church folk in Oka, where we met several people who are involved with translation of scripture into Mohawk. Harvey, the leader of them gave a prayer in Mohawk and later three of the women sang a hymn in the Mohawk language. This was quite appropriate coonsidering that some of the funds raised for this cycling trip will go towards translation for native peoples.
From lunch we were to stop in front of the IGA store for a photo as they had provided the food for the meal. Along the way, Yvonne from Australia, had rubbed a tire in front and crashed. She was still down and lying very still when we were flagged by. Always an unpleasant sight to see and causes great angst. Fortunately she did ride in for the photo shoot bruised, scraped and shaken. She said she had gone into a bit of shock and got the shakes and felt nauseous. The remainder of the ride wasn't enjoyable. We were in communities for the final 35 km of travel and although the lanes are for bikes it still felt rushed and busy.

We arrived in Repentigny at 4:30 where we loaded the bikes to be stored until Monday. We had a BBQ and then sat around until 8:15 waiting for our bus to take us downtown to the Salvation Army where we are billeted. The bus took us to the "emergency shelter" Salvation Army by mistake but once we got adjusted and navigated downtown traffic we were deposited at the proper location by 10...I was getting cranky and there was confusion with who were sleeping where...and then you needed someone with an elevator key to get to the 6th floor for woman's showers. CONFUSION PLUS.

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