Day three began with a marathon in the rain…a rain which
continued the full day. 
Brenda ran the
first twenty km alone while the rest of us lingered in camp. Maddy joined Brenda for the third leg, and
Emily joined Brenda for the anchor leg, which took us 42 km closer to Saskatoon
for lunch! Well, lunch was actually en
route; Norman is great for that! And we
had a lot of driving to do. After a
quick stop in Saskatoon for fuel, we carried on to Yorkton. The rain continued and the winds picked up.
The drive between Saskatoon and Yorkton was not what I
expected. The Yellowhead Highway
dwindled from the great divided four lane highway to an undivided single lane
each direction…the entire four hours to Yorkton! The day’s weather did not improve but grew
worse. Some great flashes of lightening
and terrific winds. I quite like the
wind but not when driving a billboard down a single lane undivided highway! Each time a transport truck passed in the
other direction, it felt like Norman took a backhand. That, along with the blinding spray, made for
an interesting four hours. The wind and
the drama was particularly high as we passed Big Quil Lake. It seems strange not to look down on a lake
nestled in a valley. This lake appeared
more like an ocean beach, complete with whitecaps from the wind. The flat landscape made a view of the lake
elusive as its surfaced aligned with the horizon. Every so often, with a modest rise in the
road, we caught a glimpse of this immense body of water churned up by the wind. Very cool.
We finally landed in Yorkton, a much smaller town than I had
expected, in the late evening. Norman
tucked into a peaceful and forested campground, and we tucked into Norman. 
