Got up about 8 a.m. and started packing up and eating, etc. Three cyclists headed up the road before me.
I rode at my normal pace, stopping for a snack now and then. I eventually caught up to these guys and then rode with them. They are going to have a bit of trouble because they all ride at different speeds. One guy was basically my speed, but one was really slow.
I had a swim in the Atlantic today. It wasn't all that cold. The second warmest ocean I've been in [after the Indian--the Arctic was the coldest!]
I left the three guys a while after that and rode on until Sherbrooke. Had supper there and then went to a campsite where I drank Screech with some neighbors.