This weekend, I joined Vic Gedris and a mixed group of bicycle riders to celebrate my birthday weekend with a cycling and camping trip. Two nights under the stars, and a 100 kilometer round trip; what better way could I chose to close out an interesting 51st year?The trip had a several highlights for me, things both important and trivial:
The train that returned my wave with a toot,
the patience of my fellow riders, who often waited for an old man who fell behind,
the waiters in the Beamish House restaurant at Port Hope, who responded to the news that a party of tired, hungry and sweaty cyclists had descended on their patio with pitchers of ice water and plates of food,
the impromptu pot luck dinner we organized on Saturday night after the ride.
the waterfront trail winding through the country along the waterfront, and the ongoing work to improve it.