31 Tuesday, September 30 Stewart Lake, ON So, fully 4 days have passed since I last wrote, and I find that I am finally able to do so again. Most of that time, I do not wish to recall. 2 things of note: on Saturday, I passed the "Longtitudinal Center of Canada." It started raining. Last night (Monday), I entered Ontario. Shortly thereafter, it stopped raining. That more or less sums it up. 3 days in the rain. Manitoba's gravel shoulders turned to mud. Everything I had, save my maps (which were in a plastic bag), was absolutely soaked. Lost my last spare tyre (again), and ended up walking the last 50 or so miles into Kenora (last night), which was the next bike shop. Extremely tired; no sleep. Who wants to sleep in a waterlogged sleeping bag, in a waterlogged tent, in the crashing rain, in the howling wind? Who *can* sleep in that? Enough! No more! I will turn my thoughts elsewhere. Tonight, I saw the stars. The beautiful stars. The clouds are gone. No rain today, but all cloudy, and the ground is still soaked. But the stars are out. And tomorrow, the big one -- the Sun -- will perchance show itself. Dry the ground; dry me. Warm me up. That's the good news. The bad is that the roads here in Ontario are just as bad as I had been led to expect. Some of the areas where they have been resurfaced are okay, but the rest... "suck." No shoulders, of course, and they are so narrow and twisting (through the Shield), that I can't see very far, so don't really have the option of riding on the roads themselves. What's worse, about half the distance I went today was under construction. Meaning that they ripped the pavement up entirely, and I have been riding on mud for the last 20 miles. I am making no better than 5 mph through most of this. When I get to Dryden,not tomorrow but the next day (at this rate; I had originally intended to reach there today), I will look into taking the bus to Thunder Bay. At the rate I am travelling now, it could take me 2-3 weeks to reach there otherwise. Now as for the Shield itself, it is neat. Not really what I expected, but I find I like it, although I can't quite say why. Just the ruggedness of it, I guess. Also, I am passing by the first decent lakes I have seen since I left BC. With this beautiful scenery, it almost seems a shame to have to take the bus through it. Living the lines between Life and death, Love and solitude; It's been thousands of miles since She was back home. And she said that she understood people. But maybe you didn't understand her.