This will be my last post on this blog as we now resume broadcasting on our regularly scheduled blogspot.
I had a blast. This trip was the most rewarding thing I have ever done and I am so grateful that I was given the opportunity to do it. I'm thankful for all the encouragement I received and I'm glad so many of you were along for the ride. I don't think I would have finished if it hadn't been for knowledge of so many people counting on me.
While I was at Cape Spears (still absorbing the moment) I bumped into a gentleman who played the W5 game with me, (who, what, where, why, how long.) He was a fellow cyclist and one of his comments really bothered me. Not for myself but for him. He said that this was the highlight of my life that I will be slightly disappointed with everything else because nothing else can measure up. I disagree. This was a small part of my life. Something I can look back at and smile...or cringe. Something to add to my core, my base. I now know my base is both stronger and more vulnerable than I ever realized. A base that I know can hold almost everything life throws at me good or bad. But 'little-miss-independent' is no longer afraid to ask for a little support if she feels like she is going to crack. No contrary to his beliefs, to me this trip was a few month self-awareness course. Cape Spears was just a podium to cross on my way to the rest of my life.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Home Again
I really enjoyed my last day touring around St John's. I did all the typical tourist stuff, Signal Hill, The Rooms, George Street and checking out the Jellybean houses. Unfortunately the lobsters had the last laugh they were out of season so I had cod tongue with scrunchions, (fried pork fat) instead. It was surprisingly good. I hear not everyone likes it but hey fried pork fat, chewy tongues it doesn't get much better than that. I stayed in a hostel on Duckworth St. My last night I got to spend with two hot twenty something Brazilian men sharing sharing my co-ed dorm room. My inner cougar approved...until they started snoring.
I'm very glad to be home. I'm slowly falling back into routines though nothing has been routine yet as the whole family readjusts and celebrates me being home. My sister and nephew spent the night last night and we were up until the wee hours visiting. Both kids and their significant others were here as well. It nice to see the family growing and evolving. Phil's brother, wife and maybe their kids are coming tonight as well as few friends. So I imagine it will be another late night.
Two weeks ago, near the end of my trip a good friend of ours died suddenly of a heart condition. Phil agonized over whether to tell me or not. He knew I would have come home immediately. He choose to wait until I had finished my journey and was home. I respect his decision. I'm glad I was given the chance to finish my trip but I feel bad for not being here to support my girlfriend. Phil has a business trip that is taking him to Toronto at the end of the month. After that we will try to get down to Kamloops to give our condolences and support.
It is almost surreal falling back into a normal routine that doesn't require being on a bicycle for eight + hours a day. Readjusting my eating habits will take a conscious effort as well. Picking up a power bar and thinking, "Its got 300 calories put it down." Instead of, "Its only got 300 calories I'm going to need to eat several of these." Even with my effort to eat well I lost just shy of thirty pounds. Instead of I left my heart in San Fransisco my song will be I left my boobs in Eastern Canada. The skinniest jeans I own I can get on and off without undoing the button or zipper. I'm refraining from running out and buying a whole new wardrobe (as tempting as it is) until my body has a chance to adjust to life at home.
I'm very glad to be home. I'm slowly falling back into routines though nothing has been routine yet as the whole family readjusts and celebrates me being home. My sister and nephew spent the night last night and we were up until the wee hours visiting. Both kids and their significant others were here as well. It nice to see the family growing and evolving. Phil's brother, wife and maybe their kids are coming tonight as well as few friends. So I imagine it will be another late night.
Two weeks ago, near the end of my trip a good friend of ours died suddenly of a heart condition. Phil agonized over whether to tell me or not. He knew I would have come home immediately. He choose to wait until I had finished my journey and was home. I respect his decision. I'm glad I was given the chance to finish my trip but I feel bad for not being here to support my girlfriend. Phil has a business trip that is taking him to Toronto at the end of the month. After that we will try to get down to Kamloops to give our condolences and support.
It is almost surreal falling back into a normal routine that doesn't require being on a bicycle for eight + hours a day. Readjusting my eating habits will take a conscious effort as well. Picking up a power bar and thinking, "Its got 300 calories put it down." Instead of, "Its only got 300 calories I'm going to need to eat several of these." Even with my effort to eat well I lost just shy of thirty pounds. Instead of I left my heart in San Fransisco my song will be I left my boobs in Eastern Canada. The skinniest jeans I own I can get on and off without undoing the button or zipper. I'm refraining from running out and buying a whole new wardrobe (as tempting as it is) until my body has a chance to adjust to life at home.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Are We There Yet?
oct 14 2007
Today 154.6 Total 9108.4
Do not adjust your set. This picture ws taken at eleven in the morning. This was the view for most of my ride today. It was especially fun after the sun had set and I was frantically trying to get to a motel. And I thought riding with a head lamp on was fun on a clear night.
As I write this I am in Mount Pearl about 30 km from Cape Spears. It is very foggy and I'm hoping it will burn off before I head down for my final few km. I'm feeling overwhelmed, surreal, excited and proud. But not alone.
The one thing that came up constantly when I would talk to people is, "Alone?!?" I got to the point of where I would say, "No I'm just riding by myself."
There were the people who supported by phone or on line when I wanted to quit. My two heroes who rescued me when I was stranded with a broken bike. The hundreds of people who honked and waved in good weather and bad. The verbal well wishes at campgrounds and restaurants. So no, I didn't do it alone. I just rode by myself.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
When Nature Calls
Oct 13 2007
Today 115.5 Total 8953.8
Well it was bound to happen. I had just hoped it wouldn't. I was caught with my pants down. When it comes to one of the most basic functions of the human body I'm at a distinct disadvantage over my male counterparts. They can find somewhere halfway discrete take a camera with them and if a car rushes by they can pretend they are taking a shot. I don't have that luxury. If I'm caught its pretty obvious I'm not picking daisies. Though sometimes this is a side effect of what I am doing. I usually find a spot in tall grass or in the woods, crouch down, do what needs to be down, pull my pants up and then stand up. In this process I inadvertently usually end up with half a herb garden in my drawers. The amazing thing is unless its particularly spiny I don't notice until nature calls again and the bouquet of flowers, grasses and leaves fall out.
It was very cold, with a steady drizzle and a strong head wind today. As luck would have it it was also one of those days where nature seemed to call a lot more frequently than usual. I was cold, sore and tired of trying to find the perfect spot. Traffic had been light so I thought what the heck. I was in a spot where I had a long clear view of traffic coming both ways. My hands were very cold and I was soaked so my skin was also damp and cold. I thought I had successfully pulled it off when a truck came barrelling over the rise. I quickly tried to pull my pants up. This was a mistake. With my wet skin and wet clothes when I pulled the bike shorts and outer pants up at the same time they rolled them selves into a tight knot that came slight below decencies sake both front and rear. As my wooden fingers began futile trying to unravel the mess I came to the realization that I didn't have time to totally unknot my pants. I did what most women would do, I focused on the front. The truck was almost on me as I pull the front my pants as high as I could in the front while my entire back half was still totally exposed. I then angled my body to give them as little view as I could manage under the circumstances.
To their credit the truck never slowed nor did they hurle rude comments out the window. The driver of the truck had a huge ear splitting grin on his face but was trying to make it look like he wasn't watching. His passenger had no such qualms and was quivering ball of mirth. As he took one more look at me he collapsed in hysterical convulsions which contagiously attacked the driver of the truck. I stood there like a deer in the headlight both sets of cheeks exposed and flaming until the longest five seconds of my life was up and they were gone.
Today 115.5 Total 8953.8
Well it was bound to happen. I had just hoped it wouldn't. I was caught with my pants down. When it comes to one of the most basic functions of the human body I'm at a distinct disadvantage over my male counterparts. They can find somewhere halfway discrete take a camera with them and if a car rushes by they can pretend they are taking a shot. I don't have that luxury. If I'm caught its pretty obvious I'm not picking daisies. Though sometimes this is a side effect of what I am doing. I usually find a spot in tall grass or in the woods, crouch down, do what needs to be down, pull my pants up and then stand up. In this process I inadvertently usually end up with half a herb garden in my drawers. The amazing thing is unless its particularly spiny I don't notice until nature calls again and the bouquet of flowers, grasses and leaves fall out.
It was very cold, with a steady drizzle and a strong head wind today. As luck would have it it was also one of those days where nature seemed to call a lot more frequently than usual. I was cold, sore and tired of trying to find the perfect spot. Traffic had been light so I thought what the heck. I was in a spot where I had a long clear view of traffic coming both ways. My hands were very cold and I was soaked so my skin was also damp and cold. I thought I had successfully pulled it off when a truck came barrelling over the rise. I quickly tried to pull my pants up. This was a mistake. With my wet skin and wet clothes when I pulled the bike shorts and outer pants up at the same time they rolled them selves into a tight knot that came slight below decencies sake both front and rear. As my wooden fingers began futile trying to unravel the mess I came to the realization that I didn't have time to totally unknot my pants. I did what most women would do, I focused on the front. The truck was almost on me as I pull the front my pants as high as I could in the front while my entire back half was still totally exposed. I then angled my body to give them as little view as I could manage under the circumstances.
To their credit the truck never slowed nor did they hurle rude comments out the window. The driver of the truck had a huge ear splitting grin on his face but was trying to make it look like he wasn't watching. His passenger had no such qualms and was quivering ball of mirth. As he took one more look at me he collapsed in hysterical convulsions which contagiously attacked the driver of the truck. I stood there like a deer in the headlight both sets of cheeks exposed and flaming until the longest five seconds of my life was up and they were gone.
Field of Diamonds
Oct 12 2007
Today 149.8 Total 8838.3
I woke to frost on the tent but with all my layers on and my fancy down sleeping bag I was quite cosy. The day started out very foggy and with the heavy frost coating everything it was a world of white. When the fog burned off I was treated to one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. I was riding past a field of tall grass. Each blade was coated in thick frost and as I rode it created a prismatic shimmer of thousands of tiny dots of red, green, purple and blue. When I stopped it was a white field but as I rode it was alive with colour. It was so sublimely beautiful it actually made me teary. I tried taking some pictures but they didn't even begin to do it justice.
If this flower could say buurrr.
Today 149.8 Total 8838.3
I woke to frost on the tent but with all my layers on and my fancy down sleeping bag I was quite cosy. The day started out very foggy and with the heavy frost coating everything it was a world of white. When the fog burned off I was treated to one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. I was riding past a field of tall grass. Each blade was coated in thick frost and as I rode it created a prismatic shimmer of thousands of tiny dots of red, green, purple and blue. When I stopped it was a white field but as I rode it was alive with colour. It was so sublimely beautiful it actually made me teary. I tried taking some pictures but they didn't even begin to do it justice.
If this flower could say buurrr.
Another reason Newfoundland will be my rainbow province.
Break in the Weather
Oct 10 2007
Today 146.6 Total 8563.7
Oct 11 2007
Today 124.8 Total 8688.5
Thanks for all the great comments. A hug was just what I needed. I found the cutest little kitten and molested it. That made me feel much better.
It has been beautiful but cold the last two days. Frosty in the mornings but warming up to about ten degrees with a tail-wind and bluebird skies.
Today 146.6 Total 8563.7
Oct 11 2007
Today 124.8 Total 8688.5
Thanks for all the great comments. A hug was just what I needed. I found the cutest little kitten and molested it. That made me feel much better.
It has been beautiful but cold the last two days. Frosty in the mornings but warming up to about ten degrees with a tail-wind and bluebird skies.
My weather proof layer is actually weather resistant. So after several hours of a steady drizzle I'm soaked to the skin but with the new layers I'm wet but warm. 
From left to right wind jacket, rain jacket, thermo layer, fleece layer with hood, wicking layer. Neoprene over booties, lined rain pants, bike shorts. On the rail two pair of socks, a bra and a pair of leg warmers. Add three layers of gloves and my runners and this is how I start my day.
The new sweater and booties are making a huge difference to my comfort level. I'll start my day totally bundled up and be down to one shirt by mid-afternoon. Then I'll slowly start adding layers again. My cell phone has pooped out so I've lost my moral support coach but I've only got just over 400 km left so I'll manage.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Holiday Monday
Oct 8 2007
Today 110?
well I totally forgot it was a Turkey time and that nothing would be open. Phebea's brakes went from spongy to darn near gone by mid-morning so I hitch hiked into Cornerbrook. The gentleman who picked me up dropped me at a hotel right across the street from the bike shop. So technically I only biked about 30 km the other 80 km was in a truck. It is cold. I was wearing everything warm I own and I was shivering away. When the brakes went I was very ready to come home. I called Flip and told him to book me a flight from Cornerbrook I'm done thank-you very much. If the guy in the truck had dropped me at the airport I would have happily boarded the first flight. Now that I've had a warm bath and am sitting in a cozy room I'm keen again (sort of). We will see. I'll find our what is going on with my bike and I'll see if I can find some warmer clothes. This is going to put me back a few days. I originally wanted to be home for Thanksgiving, then it was the 15th now I thinking my new song is "I'll be Home for Christmas."
Today 110?
well I totally forgot it was a Turkey time and that nothing would be open. Phebea's brakes went from spongy to darn near gone by mid-morning so I hitch hiked into Cornerbrook. The gentleman who picked me up dropped me at a hotel right across the street from the bike shop. So technically I only biked about 30 km the other 80 km was in a truck. It is cold. I was wearing everything warm I own and I was shivering away. When the brakes went I was very ready to come home. I called Flip and told him to book me a flight from Cornerbrook I'm done thank-you very much. If the guy in the truck had dropped me at the airport I would have happily boarded the first flight. Now that I've had a warm bath and am sitting in a cozy room I'm keen again (sort of). We will see. I'll find our what is going on with my bike and I'll see if I can find some warmer clothes. This is going to put me back a few days. I originally wanted to be home for Thanksgiving, then it was the 15th now I thinking my new song is "I'll be Home for Christmas."
Newfoundland
Oct 7 2007
Today 110 Total
Sleeping on the ferry did nothing to improve how my neck was feeling neither did the 70 km blasts that greeted when I got off the ferry. It took me two and half hours to do the first 17km of my ride today. The wind was steady at about 50 km which had me creeping along in my granny gear. The blasts would knock me off the road. I was just so happy to be in my last province. It was cold and raining. The whole time I was riding I was doing the '9 more days' mantra. I couldn't believe the number of rainbows I saw today. I must have seen a least seven. From the part arch, to a huge full half circle to a few smaller closer to the ground arches. It was kind of neat.
Today 110 Total
Sleeping on the ferry did nothing to improve how my neck was feeling neither did the 70 km blasts that greeted when I got off the ferry. It took me two and half hours to do the first 17km of my ride today. The wind was steady at about 50 km which had me creeping along in my granny gear. The blasts would knock me off the road. I was just so happy to be in my last province. It was cold and raining. The whole time I was riding I was doing the '9 more days' mantra. I couldn't believe the number of rainbows I saw today. I must have seen a least seven. From the part arch, to a huge full half circle to a few smaller closer to the ground arches. It was kind of neat.
I liked how you could only see this one on the mountain.
Phebeas brakes are feeling kind of spongy so I'm hoping to make it to Cornerbrook tomorrow to have them checked out.
Phebeas brakes are feeling kind of spongy so I'm hoping to make it to Cornerbrook tomorrow to have them checked out.
Nut Bar
Oct 6 2007
Today 137.9 Total 8288.1
Well what a night. the wind was howling and my tarp at one particularly bad gust blew apart. It shredded down the one end and flung all the pegs on the one side of the hammock everywhere. Three in the morning and I'm hunting for brownish pieces of wire with a headlamp on. I never did find all of them. I took the tarp off and replaced it with the original hammock tarp and slept like a baby rocked to sleep until 7:00.
Well I found the fall colours they were on the east side of the trail. Breath taking views and hills.
Today 137.9 Total 8288.1
Well what a night. the wind was howling and my tarp at one particularly bad gust blew apart. It shredded down the one end and flung all the pegs on the one side of the hammock everywhere. Three in the morning and I'm hunting for brownish pieces of wire with a headlamp on. I never did find all of them. I took the tarp off and replaced it with the original hammock tarp and slept like a baby rocked to sleep until 7:00.
Well I found the fall colours they were on the east side of the trail. Breath taking views and hills.
This is one of my favorite shots.
I think everyone needs to put the Cabot Trail on their life list of things to see and do. But for God's sake DON'T do it on a bike. Enjoy the thing. See it in a car or on a motorcycle. You need your head examined if you want to cycle it. I've done most the country and the only T-shirt I want says 'I'm an Idiot, I cycled the Cabot Trail'.
Yeah I'm done the trail.
I did meet other masochists on the trail. I played pass with an gentleman from Alberta for three days. He was traveling faster than me but he he put in shorter (time) days. He was staying in hotels and I was camping. I would be on the road early and he would sleep in then he would pass me around lunch each day. We had lunch together the one day. We were putting in very similar km but he was doing it several hours quicker than me. I really am a mule plodding along out there. I also passed two different couples cycling the trail. They were cycling the other direction which I believe is the steeper harder route. Good for them. Nut bars.
I managed to make it to the Newfoundland Ferry just after dark. At one point I was coming down a hill a whopping 8% and it felt positively flat after the monsters I had done. Perspective is a wonderful thing.
I managed to make it to the Newfoundland Ferry just after dark. At one point I was coming down a hill a whopping 8% and it felt positively flat after the monsters I had done. Perspective is a wonderful thing.
Cabot Trail
Oct 6 2007
Today 102.2 Total 8150.2
I tend to have a bit of a jaded view of road based on what people tell me. It seems everyone I meet has the biggest and worst hill in Canada. So when I was have breakfast in Cheticamp and they were warning me about the hills I smiled and reassured them that I had done the Rockies and several other passes in BC.
The Rockies don't even compare to the Cabot Trail. The Cabot Trail wins hands down as the most intense ride I have experienced on the trip. I was riding down things that would have made ski hills jealous.
Today 102.2 Total 8150.2
I tend to have a bit of a jaded view of road based on what people tell me. It seems everyone I meet has the biggest and worst hill in Canada. So when I was have breakfast in Cheticamp and they were warning me about the hills I smiled and reassured them that I had done the Rockies and several other passes in BC.
The Rockies don't even compare to the Cabot Trail. The Cabot Trail wins hands down as the most intense ride I have experienced on the trip. I was riding down things that would have made ski hills jealous.
This is the warm up hill. The steep stuff is later.
Love that gorgeous helmet hair.
It was very windy most of the day. It seemed to be on my back going up the hills, which was a blessing but coming down you never knew which way it was going to slap you from. And did it slap you. I was coming down one section of road that was very steep and I was going way to fast when one of the gust slapped me. I was sure I was going down. All I could think was this was really going to hurt. I don't know how I managed it but I stayed up but in the process I whiplashed my neck. I was just so thankful to have most of my skin still attached to my body that I didn't care.
I had hoped to make it to Broad Cove but based on what I did I'm proud I made it to South Harbour. I'm staying at a little campsite called Hidden Cove very pretty right on the ocean. They have tried to give me a spot sheltered from the wind but it is still pretty gusty here.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Cabot Trail Here I Come
Oct 4 2007
Today 128.9 Total 8048.0
It rained last night so I was very careful riding along. the road was wet and with the morning light the glare was blinding me so I knew that I would be invisible to the traffic. The hills started today. Not much in the way of fall colours but a very pretty ride none the less. I found a beautiful stealth spot just off the ocean. I watched the sunset over the ocean as the waves pounded the shore below me. It was achingly beautiful.
Today 128.9 Total 8048.0
It rained last night so I was very careful riding along. the road was wet and with the morning light the glare was blinding me so I knew that I would be invisible to the traffic. The hills started today. Not much in the way of fall colours but a very pretty ride none the less. I found a beautiful stealth spot just off the ocean. I watched the sunset over the ocean as the waves pounded the shore below me. It was achingly beautiful.
I then watched the stars slowly wink into view. There was zero light noise as the moon is near new and was also late rising. It has been a long time since time since I slept under the stars but I spent most of the night out of the tent. It was finally the condensation on my sleeping bag that chased me in.
Nova Scotia
Oct 2 2007
Today 136.7 Total 7793.6
I learned my lesson in PEI. I made sure I got the biggest thickest tourist book for Nova Scotia. What's open and what's not. There are surprisingly few things closed here. I think it is because of the Celtic Colour's festival they are having in Cape Breton this weekend. I caught the last ferry off PEI and crept my way in the pitch dark to the campground it was only three km but the headlight does little more than warn cars that you are there and let you brace for the bumps Anyone who has skied with a headlamp knows the feeling. (Can you say December sweeps). I was whistling as I rode and scared something big back into the bushes. I could hear it crashing along. It was running away so I was happy.
Oct 3 2007
Today 125.5 Total7919.1
A beautiful day for riding. Warm with a good tailwind. I stopped in Pictou to do some blogging at a UPS store. I got all set up, camera card out, ready to go when the girl at the desk said, "You did see our rate sheet?" I looked up. $20 an hour. I'm glad she pointed that out. I thanked her and left.
I was in desperate need of a laundromat and luckily the campground at Linwood had one. I hate wasting two hours staring at the laundry go around in the middle of the day. I don't mind if I can blog at the same time but that is extremely rare. Two hours of riding that's twenty-thirty km. My life has been reduced to thinking of how many km I could have done while doing something else. It's getting harder and harder to stop in the middle of the day for anything other than food.
Today 136.7 Total 7793.6
I learned my lesson in PEI. I made sure I got the biggest thickest tourist book for Nova Scotia. What's open and what's not. There are surprisingly few things closed here. I think it is because of the Celtic Colour's festival they are having in Cape Breton this weekend. I caught the last ferry off PEI and crept my way in the pitch dark to the campground it was only three km but the headlight does little more than warn cars that you are there and let you brace for the bumps Anyone who has skied with a headlamp knows the feeling. (Can you say December sweeps). I was whistling as I rode and scared something big back into the bushes. I could hear it crashing along. It was running away so I was happy.
Oct 3 2007
Today 125.5 Total7919.1
A beautiful day for riding. Warm with a good tailwind. I stopped in Pictou to do some blogging at a UPS store. I got all set up, camera card out, ready to go when the girl at the desk said, "You did see our rate sheet?" I looked up. $20 an hour. I'm glad she pointed that out. I thanked her and left.
I was in desperate need of a laundromat and luckily the campground at Linwood had one. I hate wasting two hours staring at the laundry go around in the middle of the day. I don't mind if I can blog at the same time but that is extremely rare. Two hours of riding that's twenty-thirty km. My life has been reduced to thinking of how many km I could have done while doing something else. It's getting harder and harder to stop in the middle of the day for anything other than food.
PEI
Sept 30 2007
Today 123.0 Total 7395.9
Today 123.0 Total 7395.9
I'm not sure what we are looking for but I'd like the big guy behind us to climb up on my plate.
I woke to frost on the tent this morning. it was chilly so I dressed warm. I was heading almost straight south and the sun was up and warm on my left side well my right side was kept chilled by the morning breeze. Another nice day of riding. It was Sunday so I was really hoping to find and do some damage to a nice brunch but it was not to be. I really meant to spend one more night in New Brunswick but I saw the bridge and one thing lead to another and well then I was on PEI. I spent the night at a little campsite just off the bridge. 
The Confederation Bridge
Oct 1 2007
Today 155.0 Total 7650.9
I would really like to come back here during the summer some year. I found it very frustrating place to visit on the bike. I had planned on using this a touring aimless day but everywhere I went all the signs would be up guiding me to a place only to get there and have a closed sign on the gate. I spent the whole day riding and saw nothing but trees and potato farms. It was a very tiring and frustrating day. I couldn't even find anywhere open to eat. I'm glad I carry so much food now.
The Confederation Bridge
Oct 1 2007
Today 155.0 Total 7650.9
I would really like to come back here during the summer some year. I found it very frustrating place to visit on the bike. I had planned on using this a touring aimless day but everywhere I went all the signs would be up guiding me to a place only to get there and have a closed sign on the gate. I spent the whole day riding and saw nothing but trees and potato farms. It was a very tiring and frustrating day. I couldn't even find anywhere open to eat. I'm glad I carry so much food now.
Sooo I was looking around for an open sign and......
Chez Les Maury
Sept 29 2007
Today 150.7 Total 7272.9
I stealth camped last night. It was windy and rainy when I set up camp so I crawled right into bed. It was only about 7:00. I woke to bright light I felt well rested so I got up. It was the moon light. I checked my watch, it was two in the morning. I lay there for a bit wide awake I figured being a Friday night Flip would still be up so I called him. We talked for about an hour. When I hung up with him I called Sheri (she's working nights) and we talked for an hour. Sometimes cell phones are great to have. I kept hearing noises in the bush after that. Just me being a little spooked. So I was up and on the road by 6:00. It was still as dark as midnight. So I took it easy and every time I heard a car I jumped off the road.
It was a nice riding at that time of the day hardly any traffic. I had a skunk trot across the road in front of me and then a couple km later a red fox darted across and stopped a stared at me going by. I saw my first moose since Alberta. She saw me and gangled her way at a fast trot into the bush. Good girl was what I was thinking.
The area is very Accadian. Flags every where and the Accadian star on houses. I found a little campground that was still open. They also had a small winery called Chez Les Maury. Everyone here speaks French but they don't treat you like you've just soiled yourself in public if you speak English to them. A very friendly and open group of people. They had just had their grape harvest that day so it was very festive. They had different family members up singing and playing guitar. After some wine drinking there were sing-alongs and dancing. Unfortunately with my very early start to the morning I couldn't make it past 9:00 but I would wake periodically and hear them into the wee hours.
Today 150.7 Total 7272.9
I stealth camped last night. It was windy and rainy when I set up camp so I crawled right into bed. It was only about 7:00. I woke to bright light I felt well rested so I got up. It was the moon light. I checked my watch, it was two in the morning. I lay there for a bit wide awake I figured being a Friday night Flip would still be up so I called him. We talked for about an hour. When I hung up with him I called Sheri (she's working nights) and we talked for an hour. Sometimes cell phones are great to have. I kept hearing noises in the bush after that. Just me being a little spooked. So I was up and on the road by 6:00. It was still as dark as midnight. So I took it easy and every time I heard a car I jumped off the road.
It was a nice riding at that time of the day hardly any traffic. I had a skunk trot across the road in front of me and then a couple km later a red fox darted across and stopped a stared at me going by. I saw my first moose since Alberta. She saw me and gangled her way at a fast trot into the bush. Good girl was what I was thinking.
The area is very Accadian. Flags every where and the Accadian star on houses. I found a little campground that was still open. They also had a small winery called Chez Les Maury. Everyone here speaks French but they don't treat you like you've just soiled yourself in public if you speak English to them. A very friendly and open group of people. They had just had their grape harvest that day so it was very festive. They had different family members up singing and playing guitar. After some wine drinking there were sing-alongs and dancing. Unfortunately with my very early start to the morning I couldn't make it past 9:00 but I would wake periodically and hear them into the wee hours.
New Brunswick
I started the blog "Stranger in a Strange Land." in Campbellton. When I posted it just before this one it posted from the original start date not the post date. So you need to go back a couple post to see what i'm talking about.
After the events of the day before I figured I needed a rest day on Campbellton. I took the day off and basically got caught up on all my blogging. Did the computer shuffle all day two free hours in the library, some time at the visitor center and then I snuck into the employment center and got a few hours in there. If I ever do a trip like this again I'm bring something so I can type everything up ahead of time and then just download when I can. It seems like most rest days are spent on the computer.
Sept 28 2007
Today 129.2 Total 7122.2
I was still in a bit of a funk and the foggy misty day did little to improve my disposition. I usually like to ride with out my music but sometimes on long stretches it's nice. I love how sometimes songs can be the perfect catalyst to change a mood. I was riding along all melancholy was Fleetwood Mac came on. Soon I was laughing and bellowing along.
"If you wake up and don't want to smile, If it takes just a little while, Open your eyes and look at the day, You'll see things in a different way.
Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow, Don't stop, it'll soon be here, It'll be better than before, Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone.
Why not think about times to come, And not about the things that you've done, If your life was bad to you, Just think what tomorrow will do.
Dont stop, thinking about tomorrow, Dont stop, it'll soon be here,It'll be, better than before, Yesterday's gone, yesterdays gone.
All I want is to see you smile, If it takes just a little while, I know you don't believe that it's true, I never meant any harm to you.
Dont stop, thinking about tomorrow,Dont stop, itll soon be here,Itll be, better than before,Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone."
After the events of the day before I figured I needed a rest day on Campbellton. I took the day off and basically got caught up on all my blogging. Did the computer shuffle all day two free hours in the library, some time at the visitor center and then I snuck into the employment center and got a few hours in there. If I ever do a trip like this again I'm bring something so I can type everything up ahead of time and then just download when I can. It seems like most rest days are spent on the computer.
Sept 28 2007
Today 129.2 Total 7122.2
I was still in a bit of a funk and the foggy misty day did little to improve my disposition. I usually like to ride with out my music but sometimes on long stretches it's nice. I love how sometimes songs can be the perfect catalyst to change a mood. I was riding along all melancholy was Fleetwood Mac came on. Soon I was laughing and bellowing along.
"If you wake up and don't want to smile, If it takes just a little while, Open your eyes and look at the day, You'll see things in a different way.
Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow, Don't stop, it'll soon be here, It'll be better than before, Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone.
Why not think about times to come, And not about the things that you've done, If your life was bad to you, Just think what tomorrow will do.
Dont stop, thinking about tomorrow, Dont stop, it'll soon be here,It'll be, better than before, Yesterday's gone, yesterdays gone.
All I want is to see you smile, If it takes just a little while, I know you don't believe that it's true, I never meant any harm to you.
Dont stop, thinking about tomorrow,Dont stop, itll soon be here,Itll be, better than before,Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone."
Picture me riding along literally hollering "whooooooooo Don't you look back, whoooooooo Don't you look back."
This is why I don't see moose.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Two Weeks Left
Hi all,
I'm having a hard time finding Internet connections and don't expect it to get any easier. I'm in Nova Scotia now and am on my way up the Cabot Trail so I don't expect to find any connections up there. I think it will take me three to four days to do the Trail. After that I head to Newfoundland. I figure it will take me nine days to go up, over and around. So two more weeks and I'll be done. I'm physically well but emotionally tired. I've really enjoyed my trip but I'm ready to be back with my family. Phil has been a great support group keeping me focused. I will update properly later.
I'm having a hard time finding Internet connections and don't expect it to get any easier. I'm in Nova Scotia now and am on my way up the Cabot Trail so I don't expect to find any connections up there. I think it will take me three to four days to do the Trail. After that I head to Newfoundland. I figure it will take me nine days to go up, over and around. So two more weeks and I'll be done. I'm physically well but emotionally tired. I've really enjoyed my trip but I'm ready to be back with my family. Phil has been a great support group keeping me focused. I will update properly later.
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