Ride on, Highway Cat !!: Pete pedalled perfectly into Pippy Park

Day 63, Pippy Park, Day Off
Sightseeing : Dist. 36.5 km, 1:54, Avg. Spd. 19 km

I Woke early after a night of wind and rain, decided to get some paperwork done. I learned from another camper that there is a Tim Hortons near the campground. So, to start my morning, I thought that some Joe would hit the spot. I decided to ride down. With a very very short trail connecting the camp to the outside world, I was on my way. Being half asleep and wearing sandals, I had my first accident. ( I ride 8000 km across Canada through all sorts of conditions problem free, and I get an injury doing a coffee run ! ) At the bottom of a steep little hill was an exposed root waiting to assault me. Nothing wakes you up quiet like a jagged steel pedal driven into the shin bone. Falling into cold wet bushes didn't help much. I still wanted the coffee though, more than ever now ! Anyway, bloody gore aside, I reserved a room at the "Battery Hotel" on 100 Signal Hill for Thurs. July 21. The Marriotte Hotel (Kerry Marshall, my best friend gave me a gift card to help out) will be home Friday and Saturday. Also, I booked my flight back to Vancouver for this Sunday. (my sister Julie is helping with that after twisting my arm)
After a long lazy stay at Tims with blood running down my leg, It was time to get back on the steel horse . Shirley was FURIOUS as it was her day off. I rode to the airport (to see the place and get tics), then on to "Portugal Cove". I was looking for a historic cemetery, but couldn't find it. There are only so many steep hill repeats you will ride before you give up.
I found out later where it was, but I wasn't about to go back. Rats.
After returning from that ride, I was on BEER Patrol. Would you believe that they actually sell beer at the campground store ?! Oh, My...God ! I can't believe it.
Good thing that I'm a responsible adult. Ya.
Night time in the campground...
I'm at a site that see's heavy foot traffic. I didn't care at first, but then quickly became annoyed.
Everyone who walked by would Gawk at me. I think that they were confused as I didn't have 42 tons of camp crap. (lots of camp trailers and vast amounts of home comforts litter most camp sites) Someday, someone will invent a way to freeze-dry a home and it's contents. Just add water, and Blammo !! Insta-camp!
I guess that I could've rode down to the city and found "Mile Zero" to finish this trip officially. Seeing as it is only 6 km from here, it's a bit tough to say that my journey was not over when I arrived yesterday. I look forward to wrapping it up tomorrow and seeing more sights...