Last week when I wrote my last blogs I raced back to the camping area to sign in and still had to shower and do my laundry and to my surprise someone who lived nearby offered to do my laundry. When I returned from the evening peleton meeting my laundry was washed and folded and sitting new to my tent. The next evening I was digging in the laudry bag to find some clothes and I found a bag of salted nuts and dug a little deeper and found a card. Joyce had written me a card and thanked me for giving up two weeks of vacation to promote such a worthy cause. She also thanked me for the priviledge of doing my laundry. What a blessing it was to have clean laundry and not have to try to wash the day's clothing in the shower and try to get it dry hanging on the frame of my tent. It is the daily chores of laundry and setting up the tent and taking it down sopping wet with dew every morning--these kinds of these add stress to the challenges of riding each day.
Over the weekend in St. Catherines I stayed with Gary and Jannie and they did my laundry and allowed me to sleep in on Sunday morning. That too was a blessing from the daily routine of getting up by 5 AM or before. Every morning it takes me about two and a half hours to take everything down and put it away and eat breakfast and pack a lunch and carry all the gear to the truck and pump up the tires on my bike.
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