Another beautiful day. We woke to completely blue skies; not a cloud in sight. I woke at 7am, earlier than I had wanted, but could not go to sleep.
We had borrowed coffee from our hostess, Ms. Warren last night, and Linda had prepared the coffee, so I turned the coffeemaker on and made coffee. Since they were not up yet, I sat on the deck and looked at the ocean about 200 yards away. It was so quiet; nothing could be heard but nature. No cars. No horns. No sirens. Just quiet, which was very nice.
In a while, they got up and we had coffee and biscuits out on the deck. A friendly dog came up to be petted, so Gary and I took turns petting him. He ran from cottage to cottage to be petted as people came out of their cottages. Seeing his excitement as we scratched and rubbed him made me want one for myself. I need a motorcycle dog!
After breakfast, we packed up and got on the bikes, heading west. Our ride today was fairly uneventful. The roads carve through farming communities and harbors. They must grow a huge supply of potatoes. They also must make a lot of milk, judging by the number of huge dairy farms we passed.
Finally, it was time to head south towards the Confederation Bridge that connects PEI with New Brunswick. It is the toll bridge ($17) that allows you to leave the island. It is eight miles long and crosses the Northumberland Strait. It’s an impressive bridge. The riding was easy; the wind was from the south, so we were riding into it. Had there been big easterly or westerly winds, it could have been difficult on the bikes.
Our destination today was Truro, NS. It is at the head of the famed Fundy Bay, and is the place where the highest recorded tides are found. Tidal surges of about 45 feet happen daily, and the Bore Tide occurs when the high tide overruns waters in the bay. We had seen a bore tide in Alaska, and want to see one here. The next bore tide is supposed to happen tonight at 12:30am. I believe we’re going to try to see it—hopefully the moon will be bright enough to let us see it.
Today’s ride was 262 miles. Total mileage for the two weeks on the road is now 3,190 miles.
PS. We wanted to see the bore tide, and did. We went out to the end of Tidal Bore Road (a fitting name) and watched it come in. It was pretty neat; they had placed 4 picnic tables at the end of the road for viewing. We were first there, so we grabbed one and sat to wait. About 30 minutes before it was due to arrive, some flood lights turned on, lighting the waterway below us.
As the time drew closer, we could hear rushing water, sounding a little like surf without the breakers. It got louder and louder as it got closer. Finally, it arrived, a small wave of water over the other water. It was not big, but still impressive. Then the waterway started filling up with brown, muddy water. In about 30 minutes, we had seen what we came to see, so we left.
Tomorrow—Another Bore Tide and who knows.
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