The storm continued all night, high winds and gusts shook the
tent, occasional rain squalls pitter-pattered on the fly sheet, up at 3:39am
for a ‘pit stop’ in the light rain.amp began breaking about 6am, no rain and the wind has
subsided a bit, but all the tents are wet.
Rider’s meeting at 7am just before a breakfast of lovely warm porridge,
then we’re off. Wind farms in this area along the coast, and I'm riding with Kevin
and Wayne through the same small farms, winding and weaving through the
occasional stand of trees. Just as we re-join the E20 highway I notice that my
tire has gone flat and pull over. Time
for a quick change, and Peter McCartney & George (Swiss) pull over
to
help. Short story is that either their
spare or their pump doesn’t work, we reinstall
my tube, pump it up, and it
holds. Miracle!
George brings along a pump from the lunch van and follows me,
but the leak seems to have healed itself.
Lunch stop is at 50km just off the small road in the pine forest. George
dumps the pump, and we travel along together with faith on our side. Through pine forests, sawmills in every small
town, along the Baltic Coast with granite rocks just offshore and the
occasional white pelican coasting past. Farmers have installed nesting sites for cranes, and there are several nesting sites along the road.
Sagadi Mois (a.k.a. Manor) at 80km is an historical site where four of us enjoy an ice cream, knowing that we’re close to the end. Now the road leads along the coastline again, resort towns and harbours, our destination is Camp Lainela at 108km, a basic hostel/campsite/cottages site.
Biggest difference between Russia and Estonia is that none of the driver’s here have cell phones in their hands while they’re driving, and none of the young people have cell phones in their hands while they’re walking. The Estonians definitely have their priorities straight.
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