Ok, let's do this properly

That was a little too much for one post yesterday. I only had one hour to use the computer and I had some other logistics shit to deal with. (flight home, trying to find more money, lining up places to stay, etc) I wasn't sure when I would find another computer so I tried to fit everything in one post. I also spent 10 minutes trying to download pictures to no avail. So I left Halifax ready to get some kms under my belt just after that session. I caught the ferry from Halifax across the harbour and started through the maze of tattoo parlours and donair shops that is Dartmouth. I had an unplanned meeting with one of the potholes in the street as I was getting to the outskirts. My tired tire decided it was a little too much. When the spokes broke it sounded like a cartoon bedspring? You've got to be flexible on a trip like this. So I spent the next couple of hours locating a bike shop and waiting to get it fixed. This is not a poor me story so please don't sympathize for my bad fortune. Broken wheels are a part of a trip like this and it doesn't make me feel bad in any way. Instead, it made my decision to go only as far as my friend Barry Hurst's place that much easier. I met Barry in Loydminster where he is working right now. I had seen pictures on his computer of his place out here but they didn't do it justice. That is where I am right now. It's a beautiful house on a quiet little lake. This is a picture of the lake taken from out the back door this morning.