Owen and I met up Sunday morning in Mississauga at the alter to caffein. Quick stop for gas and we were on the way.Let the fun begin
3 hours later, we were into the tailwind of hurricane Irene. What started out as irritating buffeting wind soon turned into menacing blasts trying to rip the helmet right off your head. At times the bike was heeled over as if making a hard left turn but for miles on end.
By the time we hit Montreal, the storm was in full force. We rode right through 50-100mm of rain and wind gusts of 60-100kmh. At times it was down right scary
One kind young French Canadian driver gestured to me from his car, tapping his temple with his index finger
... no idea what he meant.
So we made it to Berthierville, just east of Montreal, but well short of our goal of Quebec City before calling it quits. I've had enough of this fun for today
Tomorrow we take a look at the weather forecast before we head out.
This pic doesn't do the storm any justice, but when the bullrushes are lying horiziontal, you get the idea.