I left on my own this morning well after the others. Since it was to be a short (110 km) day, I didn't see the point in rushing. The route continued along the loyalist parkway, with the lake on the right and more vineyards and a few cool industrial things on the left. By the (nuclear?) power plant was this post-apocalyptic looking streetlight.
I breezed through Kingston, pushed along by the call of nature. It's easier to heed the call outside of cities where I can use the bushes, as opposed to running into a store and leaving the bike out of sight for precious minutes. Just outside of Kingston, the sky looked like this:
And soon after that, the rain started. It wasn't so bad riding in the rain today. It was reasonably warm and wasn't coming down too hard. I was comfortable enough to take a side trip to Jones Falls, where some of the old locks of the Rideau Canal system are still operated by hand, 180 years after they were first built.
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