On Friday Nellie and I took the day off in Fredricton to be tourists and give our legs a break. It was fun to wander through the downtown and check out the little changing of the guard and art museum.
The following morning, it was a real treat to have the Zuidhof family (friends we were staying with) join us for the first kilometre of our ride.
We stopped off in Hartland to have lunch by the world’s longest covered bridge.
It was already pretty late in the day after our lunch, so as per usual we were both feeling a little sluggish. Breaks became more frequent and roadside rocking chairs harder to get out of.
We eventually found a beautiful little spot by the river to camp.
Today has been hot and hilly. 4pm rolled around and the heat was so bad we found ourselves in the grocery store checkout with 2L of ice cream and 2 plastic spoons. Yum! It hit the spot. The sugar rush pushed us right over the hills to the next province.
The next two days we will be following the St.Lawrence through little quebecois villages all the way to the Québec city.
Today we rode 151km in 6h30min, so an average speed of 23.2km/h along Hwy105 was in fairly good condition. It was a quiet beautiful ride along the St.Jean river. Moderately hilly with 1010m of ascent and descending 975m. Going up as we go inland!
Today we rode 160km in 7h30min with an average speed of 20km/h. There was a lot of big hills this morning along the 144 which flattened out near Grand-Falls but became hilly again at Edmunston where turned onto the 2 which became the 185 which was very hilly. All in all we climbed 1273m and gained 77m of elevation.
Today Nellie and I arrived in New Brunswick where we took the acadian route along the coast to Moncton. We started in sunshine but watched in horror as the sky gradually became darker and darker until it finally poured! We were soaked to the bone and splattered with mud. What better time to hit the beach! The ocean was a beautiful temperature. Which I guess should be expected around here considering they claim to be the warmest part of the Atlantic north of Virginia.
Ok, so we were still a little chilly when we got out so we stopped in Shediac, the lobster capital of the world, for a bowl of warm chowder.
We are now in Moncton at Andrew and Kristin’s place where we are content to be out of the rain a bit before we hit the pavement tomorrow.