Coffee and bagels for breakfast, and after a chat and some photographs I was away.
I can never express how much I appreciate their kindness for putting me up for the night, but I really valued their time and company.
Given a spiritual boost by the good company of the last few days, I headed in the direction of Williams Lake. Unfortunately, the cycling itself was not so great today. The road followed a ridgeway across the hills, which inevitably meant a lot of climbing, and the wind was relentless. After only a couple of hours, it became painfully obvious that I was not going to make my target destination of Williams Lake, so I readjusted my goal, and aimed for McLease lake instead. It was a hard slog, with huge winds buffeting me from every direction but the one that would help me out. The last ascent into McLease Lake was an absolute killer, with the wind growing ever stronger. At four o'clock, I headed to the Lake Resort where I stayed the night. In the evening, my stove played up, which I really hope is just due to a low fuel level. I ended up eating half a block of sweaty cheese, some spicy snacks of some sort, and some cold porridge. Now actually, all this may not have been a bad thing, because bizarrely, the porridge made with cold water and raisins tastes better than when its cooked. Breakfasts are certainly going to be quicker, and I could stretch to porridge for dinner from now on as well.