The prairie lands are no more!
We have been there and done that. Or to refer to the terminology correctly, done them.
If the contrasting landscape wasn’t an indicator yesterday, then today’s ride through the Sandilands Provincial Forest most definitely was. Birdlife noise spoke strong in-between the passing traffic. Deer feeding on the vegetation beside the highway spooked easily to bounce off into the undergrowth.
The Richer fires of the 1950’s burned an area 2/3 the size of Winnipeg. The Eagles perched on the branches of the dead trees were easily spotted but too quick for a snap shot.
It was our first time we encountered no road verges to cycle on meaning we had to share the right hand lane with motorists. The lead vehicle that slowed beside us and driver pointing backwards to then speed off with a sign affixed showing wide load follows had us swerve onto the gravel to allow a wide berth to the two rigs carrying buildings. Today we also dodged a flattened turtle road kill; it was a long way from the ocean!
Another first for us also today was the giant human fly swats we became. All of a sudden with the changing landscape came the hordes of flies tagging along with us. More so smacking into us like a bug does at night when they appear in the head lights and then when daylight comes, have splattered themselves all over the front of the car. Except everything that hit us ricocheted off. We think the ones that landed and hung on for dear life actually bit. But when we stopped for a ride break, they didn’t hang around. At one stop, I even asked Stinky Shoe Ru Poo just to make sure there was no goo under her shoe! Nup, wasn’t that. Very weird.
Falcon Lake is a tourist hot spot and with the holiday season picking up, the next month or so will see the population increase. So too will the signs go up not to feed the wild life. Passing the bill board to remind folk about bear safety stamped home that the little tandem bikers on the prairie are done and dusted.
Time to dig out the bear spray from the depths of ones kit. It’ll will now take it’s rightful place as we leave Manitoba tomorrow and enter Ontario.
The fly spray applied as underarm deodorant!