Prairies

Long days pedaling straight ahead and ahead...... always straight, but the landscape is not less beautiful, it's only impressive in another way. These big areas allow getting lost in our mind, to realize that we arrive at the end of our adventure, at the end of all we did. Our friend, M. Wind, is in front of us or behind us every day. It's so exhausting when the only thing we hear is the wind buzzing in our ears but also so satisfying when we feel it behind our shoulder and when we eat 200km in a single day! Sometimes it's not just because of the wind makes the distances seem so long, simply there is NOTHING off the road, no distraction around!! One evening we considered a good idea to stay near an old barn but the gluttonous ticks were all over. They really liked Max’s legs, I wonder if he had ever left a place that fast?! The road conditions had been excellent since our entrance in Canada. That is unfortunately spoiled in the meadows. No exaggeration, the worst road of the whole journey. No shoulder, holes and canyons everywhere on the road. It was a real pain in the ass for wrists and buttocks. But once again we met a lot of very good people on our way. We learned the story and the legend of the town of Moose Jaw, with its red light and Al Capone! We also visited the nice city of Regina and stayed a few days at a charming man’s place and then we roam in street of Winnipeg.