a weblog of my veggie powered cycling adventures

29 May 2006

29 May 2006

Day 4: The final stretches

I arose early, packed and was on my bike around 7:15. With no one in the office at the camp ground (Durham Conservation area) it was a free nights stay. I could already feel that today was going to be very very warm (this was in fact quite an understatement).

With little real choice of route, I headed south on Highway 6. The flattening out of the route and quick shift, whilst still undulating (not a great deal), to predominately downhill came quick. This was very welcome given the rising heat. I had plans to meet up with a friend in Guelph, so I pushed on most of the morning, stopping only for refills my water bottles.

By mid morning the heat was stifling. I was going through water very quickly. Given this, I also took opportunities when possible to down 'sport' drinks when I could. I took a major break on the side of the road at Fergus before the push into Guelph — where I arrived downtown by 1pm. I had gone through either 6 or 8 bottles of water and two of the large size 'sports' drinks!

As I pulled up in Guelph, the temperature was in the mid 30s. One thing I had learnt along my trip, and enjoyed immensely in Guelph, was that tree's really are your friends! I sat in the downtown square for an hour — under a tree — and the decision to sit out the heat was definitely an easy one, especially given I only had 50-60km left to ride.

I ended up relaxing all afternoon in Guelph, and with the heat still over 30 well into the evening — and the impacts of exposure over the last three days on my arms and back of legs (which I could feel as soon as sun would hit my arms) - I decided to spend to night and complete the remaining 50km to Hamilton early the next morning!



Submitted by Timothy on

For a few years, I observed many people (waiting for buses) under the shade of the young maples and ginkgoes in the centre of Guelph. When the city built the Quebec Street shopping area, they chopped down a few of those trees. The lack of thanks - shown those trees - was awful. I arrived one morning, and the city had cut those trees, which had provided shelter for homeless people, and sparrows, to ground level. I reached under the construction site fence and grabbed a wedge of one. Homeless people had sat under that tree, in the summer. (I still have the wedge.) I took the bus, and did not cry about it. I felt like crying because the city showed no respect at all to the trees that had served the people so well. However, as soon as I got off the bus, some old friends pulled up in a car and offered me a ride, and as soon as I got in their car, I was not able to tell them where I wanted to go. It means a great deal to me that you appreciated the trees in Guelph. During the drought a few years ago, many of them died.