Camp -- Day 1

Pulling into camp around 4 pm on Saturday, we quickly parked our bikes in the compound, collected our luggage for the “overnight” and went to the food tent to find our comrades from the 200km route.

Bags are transported between Toronto and Hamilton (and ultimately to Niagara Falls) on moving trucks. The volunteers empty the trucks and place luggage in long lines for pick-up.

It doesn't look like they were prepared for the rain. They were trying to put tarps over the bags as we walked up to them, but by that time, it was too late. Most of the bags were wet and the dampness had started to soak through to the contents.

Even in the food tent (a long tent housing rows of tables & chairs for the cyclists), the rain was heavy enough that the ground was completely wet. I suspect that the crowds gathered for dinner on Saturday night (and breakfast the next morning) totalled the grass.

We found the other “Idiots”. They had arrived about a couple of hours earlier and had managed to complete their route without encountering any rain. We stayed for a bit to trade stories over a couple of beers and headed out to the cabs to go to our hotel.