Last summer, I cycled 9,000 km from Toronto, ON to St. John’s, NL to Key West, FL. After passing 900 km of glorious cycling, I had what I think would qualify as my first official bad day. That said, it was certainly an eventful day, and what I learned about bad days is that they can provide photo opportunities that you would never expect. The following is an excerpt from that day.
Louiseville, QC to Pontneuf, QC. Today got off to a great start. So great that I figured putting in 60 km by noon would be easy. Then, at around 11:15 a.m., the day took a turn for the worse when I heard the very distinctive sound of a spoke breaking. I feel I can safely say that it was a “distinctive” sound because I’d never actually heard it before, but when it happened I knew exactly what it was.