Day Twenty-Seven: Manitoba! (Just barely!) The good news -he's at the border. The bad news-Falcon Lake isn't a town and there's no room at the inn! It turns out its a provincial park and home to one large resort (that is fully booked with vacationing families). But it does have a snack shop, so B loads up and heads back up to the hwy in search of other digs. Sadly at 8 pm, he rides over a shard of glass on the way out, and flattens his front tire. Now it's late, getting dark, Winnipeg is way too far so it seems like another night in the woods.

A late night update: As luck would have it 15 km out of Falcon Lake along the hwy he stumbles across a little motel..The town? No name-no restaurant-no bar. A rustic resort (?) (C: For future reference -no place without food or a bar is a RESORT?!). Mosquito swapping is a sport-ie constant- (another reason it's not a resort!).

Ever heard of: crazyguyonabike? He's a celebrity cyclist of sorts (blogger) -quit his job 4 years ago and spends ALL his time cycling-from the tip of South America (some buses & boats) but mostly leg power. He's on his way home to Victoria, it will take him two months more he says. (Unlike B 's planned 2 1/2 week deadline). Jeff Kruys-he worked with computers digitizing maps. (C: Hey Jeff don't be giving B any wild and crazy ideas-he's bad enough!)

PS -Yes saddle sores (well one big one) is now an irritant. So a planned stop at a pharmacy asap.

224 kms- 10 hrs 18 minutes-4,364 kms Total