Today is what Andy calls a ‘travel day.’  That means we leave at 7:30 AM and ride all day because there are no stops nor is there time for stops.  The goal:  get out of Canada.  Was it met? No siree bob.  Rain off and on made it hard to make time or distance.  We got as far as Sudbury, Ontario, still 200 miles from Sault Ste Marie.  Oh well, this is why we have extra time built into the schedule.  Tomorrow we reach US soil God willing.

Andy’s luggage rain cover did not fit over all the side bags of his luggage and the sissy bar as it was intended to fit.  So we pulled it as far as it would go.  Both of us knew it would blow off; the wind pressure on stuff is very strong.  My job was to bring up the rear, stop when it flew off, and wait for Andy to realize that I had stopped.  There is the key part about which I commented early in the morning, ‘Yah, 5 miles down the road!’  It happened.  I went back for the cover and could not find it. Then I waited.  Andy realized within 5 miles but got confused about what route were were on and looked all over for the correct route and me.  Meanwhile, two sets of bikers stopped to offer assistance to Bob; they were told he was OK and just waiting for a friend to find him.  After 30 minutes, Bob travelled as far as he could back in the original direction, but when he came to an exit, he had to stop and wait again.  At last–there he was.  Both of us felt bad, but we had done what we agreed on:  The person in the back stays put until he is found.  It worked; both of us were safe, and the day went on — in and out of the rain.

OK day.  Safety is the issue in the rain.  We praised God for that safety at lunch and dinner.  Rest is now the order; tomorrow looks to be clear all the way.  No pictures today; should be plenty tomorrow.