OK - we've been ducking and weaving the last few days to keep this bit of good weather - and we have ....... so far. Tonight we're in Sydney, Nova Scotia - about as Far East as you can go in Canada except for ........ Newfoundland!
I have to admit here I really feel stupid (LZB talking). I had no idea that the round trip to St. John's from here is going to take us 6 days! In part because NFLD is bigger than I thought, but mainly because Marine Atlantic doesn't run the ferry back from St. John's until late in June and so we have to ride all the way across The Rock from Port aux Basques and back! Once again my lovely partner is standing with me on this as we are going to attempt the crossing(s) and the ride in what will probably be far from ideal conditions - but hey, we're getting used to that. So we're leaving tomorrow and who knows what this will bring!
Now for today. We left Charlottetown early to catch the Wood's Island ferry to Nova Scotia at 9:30. Here is our bike with our fellow travelers
Here is The with the ferry loading lady who took her on a ride to see where we could pre-stage.
Some fellow bikers did show up. PEI and NS are very bike oriented provinces.
The crossing was about an hour and a half and then we were off and rolling through Nova Scotia. Highway riding again until we finally stopped for a lunch break. WELL, let me tell you, Nova Scotians have to be the friendliest people on earth. We stopped at MacDonalds and became instant celebrities. Everybody came and said hello, marveled at where we had come from, gave advice on every aspect of where and how we should go, warned us excessively about moose, and regaled us with tales of each of their relatives that had ever travelled anywhere. We love these people - they are so genuine and welcoming. You have to allow at least a half hour to gas up, to break off conversation any quicker would be rude!
And what did we have for lunch?
On to Sydney, not nearly as nice as Charlottetown, but still better than Moncton! We went down to the cruise ship terminal and what did we find? The big Ceilidh fiddle - the largest fiddle IN THE WORLD!
A walk onwards also produced one of the oldest homes in North America, the Cossit house, built in 1787.
A shop window held this very sad little doll, she wants someone to take her out of here!
Now we're going to rest up. This ferry ride can be wild - they supply chains to chain the bike to the deck! We have booked a 2 person berth so we have somewhere to retreat to!
Catch you tomorrow.
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