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It’s funny how food, a good sleep, and leaving before rush hour hits can change one’s perspective. I had no problem at all navigating my way OUT of Bangor! It was a wonderful day spent zig-zagging my way from the south east of Bangor to the north west of Maine before crossing into Quebec. I wish I could share the route Petunia (my phone) laid out for me, but she had me… Read More
Finally the morning arrived when it was time to hit the road again and head home from Mom’s in Yarmouth area. The Wharf Rat Rally was pretty much my last “to do”, and it was now September! Initially I’d planned to take the Cat from Yarmouth to Bar Harbour Maine. Then I learned it was a whopping $245 USD for a one way voyage. Gulp. Nope. That’s crazy talk! I wasn’t interested… Read More
I hopped on my bike and set off towards Halifax from the Aberdeen before 8:00 am. I made great time and soaked up the sun and crisp morning air for several hours before I hauled off to fuel the tanks; mine and Jules’. The Smitty’s parking lot in this town (don’t recall where I was) was a gong show. Sigh. Where to park so I’m not in the way? I saw a… Read More
After saying goodbye to Mom and Peter at the Cove Motel, I headed out to ride the Cabot Trail. It had been years since I’d last done the trail, and I was excited for the ride. It turns out Erin didn’t have my number that day; she’d blown out to sea. I really could not have asked for a better day. There was no wind and the traffic was light. I’d heard… Read More
After breakfast I loaded up to head to the ferry from PEI to Nova Scotia. The night before, Sam gave me sound advice to drive through some beautiful areas on my way to the boat. It was a lovely day for a ride and I was grateful to see more of PEI before catching my ride to the mainland. Again, timing was on my side! Although I was a little concerned when… Read More
After perusing the waterfront in Charlottetown I walked back from the Memorial for Irish Settlers in quiet reflection. I passed a busy street full of people dancing to live music where two establishments were jam packed with party-goers of all ages! The John Brown Grille on Victoria Row was certainly the place to be that night! There wasn’t a seat to be had outside, but I found a stool up at the… Read More
When I arrived at Tanya and Rob’s place, I was greeted with all the love I felt when Tanya and I first connected last fall at my place in Alberta. After she and her brother Chris went home following Bruce’s service, I was left to grieve alone. To be honest, I didn’t know how to do it. I stuffed all the feels right down to my toes and carried on with my… Read More
I packed up my bike in the crisp 10 degree morning and thought about what lay ahead for me. I decided to go into Amherst to get Jules looked after as it was really only a few extra miles from the PEI turn off. I wanted to be sure she was in tip-top shape before hitting the island. I waved to the fella a few doors down then ducked back in to… Read More
The Happy Canuck 