Saturday, August 6, 2011

72 km return ride to downtown Winnipeg along great cycling routes and pathways all the way to the Forks where Red River and Assinboine meet...many of the river paths were underwater as well as the trees and picnic benches. Surprisingly enough, there have been relatively few mosquitoes...seems to be the talk of the town. Played cyclotourist with a stop at our favourite Mountain Equipment Co-op where we picked up a fabulous cycle map of the city.

At the Forks

Important Winnipeg corner

I think the aliens are after us. At first, I thought they were out to take over the planet, and perhaps they were, but then they realized how big we humans are, and now they have just targeted a few of us..........Glenda and I.  It all started when we spotted their armies of helicopters swooping and dive-bombing us while we cycled along the backroads of Dauphin....we couldn't figure it out, we thought they were some sort of insect until we spotted the mother ship at the airport in Dauphin...we took a photo, but it mysteriously disappeared from our camera. We got out the big truck and cruised down the highway, managed to squash a number of them in our grill. That was our first mistake. Now they are targeting just us. Yesterday and the day before they lay in wait along the bicycle trails where they took a completely different form and sprang up from the pathway as we rode by. Trying to get into our mouths, I think, but luckily most of them got destroyed by the spokes of our wheels and our "grasshopper-like" reactions with our hands that, in a previous life were lethal weapons. Spotted another mother ship here....no  photo attempt. Other than that, everything is great.

Last night we were walking the squirrel hunter through a deserted part of the campground and he tracked down a lynx.....that was cool.