We awoke at six a.m. after going to bed the night before at around midnight. We quickly devoured some muesli we soaked the night before and packed up camp pretending we were the Swiss army packing our bikes with speed and agility. Luckily we were all packed before the local truckers kicked us off their stomping grounds. After having a surprisingly friendly chat with the gas station owner about the area and our trip he gave us some pointers on a quick route to Thunderbay and we took his advice and were on our merry way.
Twenty Six Kilometers out of town Matt's bike received a nasty flat tire which over a few kilometers turned into three! We decided on Matt guarding the local Mac's convenience store with his bike and a liter slurpee while I go and hunt down a bike shop for new tires, tubes and hopefully a mechanic who could remove the freewheel to replace the broken spokes on his wheel that gave out one hundred kilometers before this happened.
The hunt was a success, I found Matt's bike some new tires, tubes and spokes. We then found a cheap motel and ordered a pizza. We told the nice pizza girl our sad story and she seemed to take a liking for Matt and gave us extra large pizza's for the price of larges. ( Thanks again pizza girl!) We rode 153.9 Kilometers to the picturesque city of Thunderbay Ontario.
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