Churchhill Falls and on to Lab City

Boog is too tired to blog this evening so your "man of action not man of letters" will do what he can to entertain the folks at home and the rest of the gang. Last night the boog and smole took a tour of the largest underground hydroelectric plant in the world. The beaver of course needed to eat and sleep so missed the tour. His loss. Really, it was an amazing thing to see. The French and the Canadians (go figure) came up with a plan in the early 1960's to divert all the water that falls on Labrador into a solid granite hole in the ground about a thousand feet below the surface where they got the help of Westinghouse (American perhaps?) and positioned nine turbines capable of producing 55,000 megawatts of power which by the way according to the boog is enough to shock the smoke. I take his word for this as he only rarly lies to me about the danger of our excusions. It actually is a pretty amazing plant. Huge tunnels carve out of solid granite with two lane paved surface for a floor which we specuate is the best pavement in all of Labrador. We get away to Lab City only after the beaver has been fully fed. Smoke gets to lead today and stay relatively clean for the first 80 or so miles. It gets interesting then as the dreaded road graders are encountered. Deep sand and deeper loose gravel once again nearly take their toll on our little merry band. Much standing on the pegs and the occassional dab but we live to ride another day. Tomorrow promises to be a long one as we have 355 miles before we sleep, much of it on gravel. Here's hoping. smoke