Docked in North Sydney, Nova
Scotia around 7am and rolled off the ferry shortly after; not into the
forecasted sunshine but rain and wind – wonderful.
Maybe it was the night on
the floor, but nothing seemed to work this morning. Into raingear at a coffee shop I found in the POI section of my Nav – it was closed of course. First gas station didn’t accept any of my
cards – pay inside – yeah and line up behind 20 others – not happening. I am
mad!
When trying to route the way
to Dingby where a ferry to Saint John might be an alternative to riding all the
way the Garmin GPS (set to curvy roads) is routing me back to Labrador and
suggest a 2600 miles trip more or less where I came from – thanks Garmin and
may I suggest you focus on something different than GPS navigation? Gardening
tools, baking supply, knitting and stitching?
If you didn’t integrate with the BMW bike your device would have been
dropped from the next bridge.
Ironbutt and company is
passing me and I ride with them for about 30 miles. They constantly stretch and
use every stop to get out of the saddle, shift position, I am learning by
observing.
I fuel up the bike and check
the weather in Saint John, NB since that is the area where I plan to stay
for the night. Foggy and in the 60’s - not very promising.
The weather improves and - with soup and the best cheesecake of the universe for lunch - my mood too. All
of a sudden the miles on the odometer run faster and I am approaching Saint
John in bright sunshine.
What a disappointment – to
be fair maybe I am not ready for people, music and busy roads - the smell of
the town makes my sick. I have to get out of here quick and follow a sign to a
road with a light house – didn’t see any light house but had a good time
hugging the coast for the next hour or so.
A little further South the
fog is rolling in again, the temperature drops to mid 60’s within a mile, not a
good omen for the last stretch. It’s time to top off the bike again and to
find accommodation for the night – of course all recommendations from the guy at
the gas station end with “if they still have availability”. The US border is
30 to 40 min away and the ETA for “Home” is 10:15pm – should I?
The idea of sleeping in my own bed is shortening the decision-making process and off we go.
At the border in no time; immigrated in less than 2 minutes - 65 miles to I-95,
speed limit +10 on the cruise control and the fun begins.
At 10:30pm I put the
kickstand down in my garage with a new personal best in distance ridden in a
day.
I am falling asleep while
contemplating the trip, the people I met, the nature, the roads, the rain, the
sun, the dust and the sound of the boxer engine.
I hope you enjoyed following
the trip, hopefully next year I am able to go on another T-Dawg Tour, James Bay, Canada is the most southern part of the Arctic Ocean – sounds like fun!
Thomas
Odometer reading
Today: 800.1 miles
Total: 2963.4 miles
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