I had a bad night. At 12:30 I was awoken by an
animal sniffing. Before I embarked on my trip I
asked my friend Phil about bears. He said something
along the lines of just use commonsense and not do
something stupid like leaving an empty tin of tuna
near your tent.
Well last night I was being hounded by
mosquitoes and horse flies. After a shower with the
moths and mice(they were in the ceiling). I jumped
into my tent to take refuge. I realized I left my
garbage on the pinic table(including a tin of
tuna). The garbage bin was so far away, and I'd let
in all the bugs if I opened the door again. So I
left it, I figured I was out of bear country.
Well I was awoken by sniffing at my tiny tent.
In my sleepy stupor, my immediate reaction was to
shout "Yah!". I was imitating Yosemite Sam's quote
"Yah Mule Yah" imbedded in my heritage. I thought
it was a raccoon. But listening the animal sounded
big and breathed slowly. I quickly became a
frightened thinking it was a bear. I could hear it
licking the tuna can, but could hear little else. I
remember the trike British couple telling me about
a bear swiping a tent of some campers looking for
food. I was worried and could not sleep. I lay
there sweating, listening to the bull frogs, cows,
wood peckers and other birds. I never heard it
leave so I lay awake for a long time. I was the
only visitor at this campground. There were a
couple permanent trailers here but that was it. So
if there was trouble I'd be the only one.
At 6:30 the rain came. There was a break at 7:00
where I quickly packed up before the rain came
back. I had planned to go to Sauble beach and see
what action was going on over tere. But I don't
think there will be many people there on a rainy
Monday morning. So I canceled that plan and skipped
I spoke to a local man in the morning. He said
they were having bear problems around here. He said
the local bakery had two separate incidents with
two different bears, where the bear tore off the
door and ate all goods with blue-berries. I dunno
it may still be a raccoon but it was strong enough
to knock over a full oil barrel garbage bin.
In drizzle lasting all day and headwinds from
the South-East I headed out to Owen Sound.
The downtown of Owen Sound was packed with cars.
Two fire trucks and an ambulance tried to get
through these packed streets. I eventually came to
the accident scene. A truck was crushed pretty
good. I'm glad I wasn't there at the time.
I actually find Hw 6 pretty dangerous, there is
no real shoulder. I really get annoyed when cars
headed the other direction pass and nearly hit me
at high speeds. I've almost taken a few rear view
mirrors to the face.
Coming into Durham I met Derek(?) from
Burlington. He is just starting his bike tour to
Vancouver. He is on his first day and I have one
day left. He did 200 km today but was fixing a flat
at Durham. There is something about Durham because
as I was coming down a steep hill my left pannier
backboard broke. The bag jammed in the spokes and I
had to slam on the breaks. I shoved my log book
back there and hope it will do. Only one more day.
I've actually found a number of problems with my
panniers will probably throw them out when I get
Well I am tired of camping and I know it is
silly to Model it on the last night of the trip but
the previous night made me not want to tent for a