Day three Imlay City to Sarnia

At Imlay City we slept at the local High School. This blob of stuff is my tent home waiting to be set up.  It took a while to get it all organized, in between several naps.

PS. Harry; I just read my last entry and I caught my error; we did NOT bike 1000km in one day, rather it should read 100.  Oops, must have been tired.

 After a ferocious thunderstorm in the morning, the skies cleared on time for the ferry crossing over the St. Clair River. They allowed 35 riders per crossing.  The welcome on the Canadian Side was overwhelming!

 Our evening meetings or "Peleton", provided a time to share donation stories, God Stories, or times we saw God at work during the day, and a time to learn about the next day's route.

An important feature at our break stops was the very portable porta-potty.

Today we experienced God's protection during the thunderstorm.  Just as the storm broke, we spotted an open garage, and moved our bikes inside.  The homeowner graciously invited us inside where we met his mother, who had been sitting by her front window counting bikes all morning.  They were pleased to meet some of the riders, and we were delighted to be dry and safe.  They even made a donation!