Seinajoki to Vaasa

Sunday, June 23rd Day 7 86 k or

Rolling hills, thunder, lighting, wind a hard rain.

A typical bike lane through a small town.

We crisscrossed this river all day.
I suffered my first mishap with the bike I rented. Al found a rest area near the picture above and pulled over. I continued a bit further to where my bike is in the pic above. Upon stopping, dismounting can be a little tricky because for one i’m not limber through the groin area, and two, one must swing their leg completely over and past their double panniers and tent and sleeping bag on the back racks of the bike.
Well, after thirty something miles I got my pants caught on one of the panniers, lost the bike, it toppled over away from me, pulling off balance and down past the bike, down to a muddy watered creek-culvert. I stumbled down and at the last second managed to lunge over the water and land face first in the soggy flowers and grass on the other side. Al laughed so hard he nearly wet himself. Luckily for me, it happened so quickly he had no time to film me. Nothing hurt but my pride.

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