Oh oh. What happened last night? Yer can’t beat a fried breakfast after a late night. I’m going to have to start doing the fried eggs though. Tim B. should stick to the scrambled ones. Late start today. It was 11:15 before we were rolling south into the Cypress Hills but we did have the benefit of a north west wind pushing us along. After 42km we turned left onto the Red Coat Trail, route 13, to head east on a nice straight and quiet road. Well, bless my little cotton socks if there wasn’t a bend in the road after 31km. That raised the excitement level for the next 20 minutes when all was suddenly superseded by the sighting of our first buffalos. I think some of the bulls were being crafty and stalking some cows that were on the range too but I might be wrong. We also saw two cemeteries on opposite sides of the road with magnificent views across the prairies (not that anybody apart from us seemed to be enjoying them). It must be pretty dry around there because there were good solid wooden crosses that were apparently 50 years old. A wooden cross in the ground wouldn’t last 5 years where live. We pushed on to Ponteix where we were able to pitch the tent on a lovely bit of fresh cut grass next to the rail track. As they only get about 3 trains a week we expected and had a peaceful night. But I’m getting ahead of myself. We were too late for the shops so we had to eat out and the only restaurant in town had an All You Can Eat Wings Night. What more could one wish for? Being a bit late we didn’t get any salad so we made up for the loss with lots of wings.
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