Morning in Cornwall
Since this was a short day, we got up and decided to ride the Riverside Trail into town and to breakfast at Tim Horton’s. The trail was lovely and right along the river. Tim Horton’s was only a coffee pick-up drive-through however, so we asked a man leaving it with three cups of coffee where we might eat breakfast. Right in the building we were standing in front of he said. So we ate at the King George—I had blueberry French Toast.
We wanted to buy a lock for our bikes. We were in a quandary when we wanted to enter the restaurant because there was no place to park our bikes where we could see them. The man with the three coffees invited us to leave our bikes in his furniture store which was across the street, while we ate breakfast. Very friendly people we’ve met.
The guys at the table near us were bikers (motorcycle) but we asked them if they might know where a bicycle shop was. They (one of whom owned the Best Western that we’d been unable to find) directed us to the bicycle shop. So, after breakfast, we retrieved our bikes and rode the trail to the marina and then down the street to the bike shop. Bought the lock and rode back to the motel, which little ride was only 7 miles long.
The guys at the table near us were bikers (motorcycle) but we asked them if they might know where a bicycle shop was. They (one of whom owned the Best Western that we’d been unable to find) directed us to the bicycle shop. So, after breakfast, we retrieved our bikes and rode the trail to the marina and then down the street to the bike shop. Bought the lock and rode back to the motel, which little ride was only 7 miles long.
Back at the hotel we packed up and got on the road.
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