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Trip
Notes:
Thursday, October 3rd, 2002
Left
the hotel for the starting point in a steady downpour with
40-70km. N.W. winds. Temperature 12 deg., and forecasted to drop
to 8 by afternoon. Stayed in the truck and read the newspaper for
40 min. until the rain abated, donned the rain gear, and started
out for Montague, 105 km. away.
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first 50 km. weren’t too bad as the wind was favourable
for the most part. The road was rough and very wet, but the hills
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km. from the wood island ferry dock, Cheryl pulled up beside
me and pointed way in the water. The ferry was coming in! |
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Wood
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As
we pulled up beside the ferry dock, the ”Confederation”
ferry was just about to hit land. This is the ferry that takes
cars and trucks back and forth to Nova Scotia across the Northumberland
Straight. It was an impressive sight! |
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Confederation
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Cape
Bear Lighthouse
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James
Cameron was Nowhere to be Found...
Pressing
on another 25 km. to Cape Bear, we visited the lighthouse
where the first distress signal from the Titanic was received.
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The
ride took a turn for the worse as we now headed into the very stiff
headwind for most of the next 55 km |
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possible, I rode beside or behind the truck using it as my personal
“peloton” to reduce the huge effort required to battle the
wind. Not a fun day from a riding perspective. |
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Snack
Pack of Trash
A few
observations about life here: Lovely as it is, even P.E.I. hasn’t
escaped the ravage of Tim Horton’s litter. Ironically,
beer and pop cans are not allowed on P.E.I., and for the most part
it is very clean. However, there are Timmy’s cups dotting the
edges of even the most scenic roads. I really do think Timmy’s
should do some sort of national advertising campaign to implore
it’s millions of customers to refrain from tossing their garbage
along practically every road from sea to shining sea. If they continue
to grow, we will eventually need ploughs to clear the roads of them,
like snow! Tim Hortons is the undisputed king of Canadian litter.
As a result of the can ban, there are also a zillion bottle caps
imbedded in the sides of the P.E.I. roads.
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Panmure
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Ferrylock |
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The
people here really do seem very friendly, and at least on the
surface, the pace more laid back. Even the dogs just bark hi
to you instead of attacking you like Ontario dogs. There was one notable
exception so far, but I outran him. I think he was just funnin’
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Wood
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Gettin'
Hungry Part II
Right
now there are mushrooms everywhere you look. In every shape
and size, they are especially prevalent on well-fertilized lawns.
Today I took a photo of the granddaddy of mushrooms. This
thing was butt ugly, and at least 14 in. across!
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BIG 'Shroom |
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is supposed to be a mainly sunny with a mere 20 km. n.w. wind.
Luxury! Saturday and Sunday are supposed to be cloudy with a 60% chance
of showers. The Mayle must go through … ? |
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