Category: Nova Scotia

  • Time for a rest

    It occurred to us, while riding in the rain yesterday, that we have been on the road (or packing up) since the beginning of June. We have reached that 3-month period that we had read about in various “around the world” travel books, where we really just need a vacation from travelling. Becky is getting…

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  • A car rescue

    45 km, 2.25 hrs   We rode from New Glasgow to Susan’s farm near Scotsburn – home of the Scotsburn Dairy, well-known throughout the Maritimes, and close to our hearts as makers of yummy ice cream.   On our way through Cape Breton and Nova Scotia, we saw signs everywhere saying “Vote Mitch”. Over the…

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  • Along the coastal road

    76 km, 4h45 min We took the minor road along the coast today, partially because we were told it was flat, but also because we both find riding on the highway boring. The road certainly had very little traffic, but it was not what we would call flat. Ontario was flat, this had many small…

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  • Highways – fast but boring

    58 km, 3.5 hrs Today we rode the 104 highway from Port Hawksbury to Antigonish – a much more positive experience than the ring road around Sydney. The shoulders were wide when there was one lane and narrow when there was a passing lane. This worked out pretty well, as when there is a passing…

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  • A real soaker

    We stayed at Nancy and Gerry’s place (Tanya’s parents) for a large family dinner (lunch). It was wonderful and gave us the fuel we needed for our bike ride. It also gave us a chance to meet more of the family: Shara, Basil and the grandkids Kyler, Hunter, ‘Maya and Max. Great food and lots…

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  • Omelettes, rescues, and ceilidhs

    35 km, 2h30min Last night, we stayed at the Stacey House bed and breakfast in Louisbourg. Becky was delighted to discover that the shared-bath had a huge soaker tub as her muscles desperately needed a soak. We were a bit uncertain of our welcome at first as the young person welcoming us was more interested…

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  • I’ve never seen a bike like that before …

    62 km, 4.25 hours Our day started out with much more sleep that we expected, although still not enough. The ferry was supposed to get in at 1:45 am; however, the winds were too strong so the ferry could not dock. We spent the night anchored in the harbor. This caused problems for a lot…

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