These were the words of Gail, one-half of the couple we met outside the ice cream store in Bath, Ontario. About the only thing that was open, the perfect energy source before our late night blitz to Kingston. Their parting words,
“If you learn anything from this trip, it’s that if anyone ever says ‘no’ to you, you can just say fuck-off!”
One of the most beautiful parts of our ride is that we are always along the water. We spend countless hours each day looking out at Canada’s waterways, it’s amazing! As bikers, we also consume about 8 bottles of water each day. Which means refill stops about every hour or two. The irony is, that despite being constantly flanked by water, we have found countless communities and towns with no easy access to potable water. We often approach restaurants or public spaces in search of water and receive a plastic bottle in exchange! But all we want is a tap! This problem really hit us when we were crossing the ferry at Glenora, near Picton, Ontario. We were unable to find drinkable water on either side of the ferry and when we asked the ferry control man what the scoop on water was, he responded,
“No one wants to be accountable for their water!”
“What does that mean?” We called after him as he turned a corner into the ferry control room.
At this point it was obvious, we must get to the root of this problem, especially as we continue to bike from water basin to water basin. So, we’ve set forth into action. Thursday we will visit the St. Lawrence River Institute to get some knowledge on the subject. We are going to scrounge book stores for some Maude Barlow and see what other answers we can find as we take on our investigative turn. If you have any insights, please let us know!
Until then, take pride in your water, so that others can in the future.