Nothing as Far as My Wind Burned Eyes Can See

Had another day of cycling into head winds, days are begining to seem endless. For the first time on the trip I look forward to just getting off the bike and going to bed. Each evening I have to push myself to make food and do all the necessary chorus before sleeping - cleaning clothes, washing, packing for tomorrow etc. All such simple things, but I feel that can be the struggle, everything is quite simple but it is constantly doing and never forgetting. If I go to bed with out doing my nightly task my day is ruined tomorrow. Something so small will grind away at me - "You couldn't even do basic hygiene before bed, and know you expect to take on 120km. You didn't even eat dinner."

I quickly learnt it was best to stick to ridged routine rather than battling against my self for the day.

Brandon was a huge surprise. I had not realized how large it was. It was exactly what was need, Walmart for some cheap groceries and plenty of coffee shops where i can work on my site and catch up with friends and family. I took 2 days in Brandon camped both nights but was able to find public showers to clean up. Like always laundry was the first thing I sought out in a city/town, the joy of getting into a clean sleeping bag and having clean clothes could make or break a day. Seems on the prairies self help in the smallest ways go the longest way.

On day 2 I stumbled across a car show of cars from all styles and years. It seemed to be a big gathering for everyone in the town and definitely a heavily anticipated event as the young boy races to the retired war vets take out the most prized toys.