I stopped at the Halfway Lodge, which is half way between Wawa and White River.
The owner told me that seven years ago, a guy came by who had cycled across Canada twice, had walked across Canada once and was walking back when he stopped at the Halfway Lodge.
He was upset about something, rented a cabin for a week, and then left all his stuff with the owner.
After a number of years, the owner didn’t think the guy was coming back, so he got rid of all his gear except for a custom-made banner that had a picture of two hands, with the forefinger of each pointing in opposite directions.
What’s so crazy about this is that the guy just returned a few days ago, after seven years, and collected his banner. Crazy.
