Day 21. Back to Brandon

Good evening sports fans and welcome back. We have made the leap from Saskatchewan (and home of the mighty Roughriders) to Brandon (home of the less mighty Wheat Kings). It was a long, wet cool ride today. We said farewell to Saskatoon fairly early this morning under grey, threatening skys. It wasn't too long on the road when Linda decided that a break was in order. We wheeled in to Lanigan, only to find ourselves in the centre of a long weekend speed trap. It was kind of fun watching the local boys keep the RCMP hopping.
Not too long back on the road we came across a sign we had to stop for. I wanted to go in to the town and see if I could find my sister, but Linda would have nothing to do with it. She said it looked dangerous.


We made Yorkton by lunch time and we were lucky enough to find some friends to dine with. Gary and Claudia not only opened their house to us, Claudia served us some fresh, homemade Borscht. I mean really. What more could a cold hungry traveller wish for.

After the delicious lunch, we did a little touring around Yorkton and found Linda's Baba's old house

I think Linda enjoyed the reminiscing more than she would admit. We also had the privilege of visiting the Yorkton cemetery and finding Linda's Baba and Geida's grave site. It is so important to know one's history, and little trips like this help keep the memories alive. I am glad I was there.
The after noon ride to Brandon quickly turned into a training exercise on riding in wet windy weather. We went through storm front after storm front for 3 1/2 hours battling some pretty treacherous side winds. We finally made the last gas stop just after 6:00 pm and will settle in with Baba and Papa for a couple of days. We plan to be back on the road on Thursday, so look for us soon.