Walsh to Gull Lake. The sun was up early and so were we. A cuppa tea, a cuppa coffee, decamp, a wave to Shelley and the squirrels and we were off. It was only 2km to the Saskatchewan border but 40 to the visitor centre where we took our first break. Tim B. sorted out maps etc. in the Centre while I sorted out a large cone of ice cream at the ice cream parlour on the edge of the car park. We moved on a couple of minutes to the cross roads at Maple Creek for a warm lunch at the gas station and then onwards to Gull Lake. For accommodation in Gull Lake we decided to try the hotel which looked pretty run down and thankfully Laura, behind the bar, had a two bedroom apartment with kitchenette available about a block away so that’s where we ended up. After a quick visit to the shops, a cooked supper (Tim B. needs some practice on the sunny side up eggs), a shower and a change of clothes it was off back to (yes you guessed it) the bar. When we were asking for a room Laura had said that she shuts the bar around 9pm if it is quiet so we hot footed it over there around 8:30. Laura was still there with a couple of local customers and we were soon busy chatting away. Bob Wellmann told us all about coyote hunting, steer roping, bronco breaking, the importance of different types of sage with their high protein content that are essential for the survival of buffalo and cattle on the range and about how many cow/calf pairs can be kept on a section (that’s a square mile). What do you get when you cross a buffalo with a cow? A beefalo. Yep, we learned that too. You know you're having a good day when the bartender buys you a drink. Anyway, sometime after midnight we decided to leave the serious drinking to those that don’t ride bicycles and staggered off back to our room and conked out within seconds.
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