This was, by far, the easiest day for me. I left around 8:30 with some members of the group but once we got out of Kingston we spread out a bit. The road between Kingston and Gananoque was a bit hairy, with skinny shoulders and trucks going by on a fairly steady pace, but once I got on the 1000 Island Parkway, it was pretty smooth, thanks to a dedicated bike lane next to the road.
I hit Rockport, the half-way point of the day, a little earlier than I thought I would, around 11:15, and the cue sheet said that it was a good place to stop for lunch, and being sick of granola bars, decided to stop and get something nice to eat. I can’t remember the name of the place, but it had a nice deck that overlooked the water and I had a club sandwich, garden salad and a glass of coke. When I got the bill I was a little annoyed to find out that one glass of coke cost three dollars (damn tourist trap restaurants), but hey it was better than warm water and a granola bar.
I got to the motel around 2:15, which was way earlier than I expected and only the three amigos were ahead of me. I made a mental note to take my time more and look at more things along the way.
In the evening, a bunch of us rode our bikes into Prescott and had some mediocre Chinese food and called it an early night.