A Long, but Satisfying Day Yesterday

Wheel full 70px Well…

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Wheel full 70px Third state down, 11 more to go.

Wheel full 70px My ride yesterday was pretty much into the teeth of a 5-10 mile/8-15 km per hour wind out of the southeast.  The noise alone had me batting at my helmet.  But it was very satisfying to ride a little over 50 miles/80 km under those conditions.  Whatever is going on with my weight I am sure I am slowly trading pounds of fat for equivalent muscle mass.

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Wheel full 70px The sights weren’t too shabby either.  I rode past a lot of American Industrial Era infrastructure,

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nice beaches,

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and what the locals call “cottages.”

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A ‘down-east’ fixer-upper

Wheel full 70px Today it’s on to Salem, and tomorrow into the heart of downtown Boston, where I’ll catch the ferry out to the Cape.  So let it rain if it is going to- nothing is going to keep me from enjoying my ride.

A Gorgeous Sunny Day

Wheel full 70px And here I am, just where I’d planned to make it to yesterday.

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Wheel full 70px I’m headed off on a short side trip to get my shoes fixed.

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Wheel full 70px The glue kinda sorta worked- it never sealed up tight, but it stopped further progress of the front flap separating from the shoe.

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Wheel full 70px The right shoe has more or less stayed where it was.  I’ll be glad when they’re back to spec.

Wheel full 70px Then it’s on to New Hampshire, Massachusetts and Beantown, where I’ll catch a ferry to the tip of Cape Cod.  Stay tuned.

Bay of Fundy Ferry

Wheel full 70px I’ll be on the ferry across the Bay of Fundy this evening

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Wheel full 70px Boarding is at 5:30. The crossing takes about two and three-quarters hours, so unfortunately I’ll be riding around St. John, New Brunswick tonight as it gets dark looking for a place to stay. But that’s an issue for later in the day; one thing at a time.

Wheel full 70px I’ll be a bit sad leaving Nova Scotia. At 64 years old in a few days I don’t know if I’ll ever make it back up here again. But you can’t do everything and I’ve been privileged to have done a lot.

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b2b Trip -Week #2

Wheel full 70px Yesterday, September 1st, I wrapped up the second week of the beach to beach trip when I rode into Yarmouth, Nova Scotia.   Yarmouth is the major city in the western part of the province, and from here I could catch if I wanted to a ferry to Portland, Maine.

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Wheel full 70px But that’s not the plan. I’m going to continue to ride in Nova Scotia for another two days, traveling on to the port city of Digby (left side of the above map about halfway down) where I’ll catch the ferry across the Bay of Fundy to St. John, New Brunswick. From the there I turn left and it’s just a couple of days to the international border in the just a couple of days to the International Border in the State of Maine.

Wheel full 70px As Treebeard said, it’s all downhill from there.

Wheel full 70px So here’s the 215 miles/345 kilometers I rode during the last week.

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Wheel full 70px The 30 to 40 mile days will end when I depart Nova Scotia. From there things will get much more businesslike as I plan to ride an average of 50 miles/80 km a day north of New York City and 60 miles/95 km a day south of there to Florida.  Right now if all goes as planned I will be arrive in Key West the first week of November.

Wheel full 70px I’m working on integrating the pictures I’ve been taking with a more detailed description of each day’s ride from my notes. No promises, but they’ll be coming along your way at some point.

Just Four Days Left

Wheel full 70px I spent last night at Clark’s Harbour on Cape Sable Island off the very southwest corner of Nova Scotia.

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Wheel full 70px If you look along the bottom of the map the town is about 1/3 of the way over from the left.  That dot and the island it is on is just about as far south in Canada as you can go outside of the Province of Ontario.

Wheel full 70px I don’t know why other than that I have always loved maps  but the name “Cape Sable” is one of those I recall from my childhood that made the world seem like such a mysterious and inviting place.  The reality, going  on 60 years later, is a little more mundane-  a place of small weatherbeaten saltbox cottages along quiet lanes and the curve of deserted beaches with the open Atlantic just beyond.

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Wheel full 70px But it’s all wonderful nonetheless.  I’m glad I’m here.

Wheel full 70px As I noted at the start of the post I’ll be leaving Nova Scotia in four days, catching the ferry across the Bay of Fundy- another childhood name- for St. John, New Brunswick at Digby.  Then in a couple more days I’ll be back in the United States in Maine.  It will be sad to leave the Maritimes behind, but I’m excited by what lies ahead.