Lunch... 70 miles in

We've been riding in the wet since about mile 30 -- patchy drizzle, heavy drizzle and light rain (right now it's the latter).

We're just west of some place called Moffat. It's around mile 70 and we're at an open field with the usual assortment of tents -- a tech tent to deal with minor mechanical problems, a medical tent and a couple of tents with food and water.

This was the lunch stop for day 1, so we picked up our food (a decent pasta salad with chicken and a butter tart with juice) and found an empty, not-too-damp piece of grass to eat.

As we turned onto the road to start the next leg, one of the team, Loris, blew the tube on his back tire (all told, he blew three tubes on the same tire that weekend). Frustrating as hell for him but he was ably assisted by Mark Smith. A few minutes later, we were back on the road and then the rains really came.

Our route took us further west and then we turned down around Guelph Line, crossing the 401 a few minutes later. As we crossed over the highway, the rain began to fall with enthusiasm. Within a minute or two, our rain gear had completely surrendered and we were soaked to the skin. The rain stayed with us until we were just north of Flamborough.
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