Home > Cycle 4 SchoolBOX, Day to Day > Surviving the night (well, this might be a bit overstated); riding on Owen’s old turf – where he knows people at every turn – Penobsquis to Pointe-du-Chene (last day in New Brunswick)

Surviving the night (well, this might be a bit overstated); riding on Owen’s old turf – where he knows people at every turn – Penobsquis to Pointe-du-Chene (last day in New Brunswick)

There was nothing unusual about ‘going to sleep’. But from then on, at three different times, I woke up and added layers: socks, then my warm top and cap, then my warm leggings. Finally I was almost-warm! By 5 am I was nicely chilled (like a good white wine) and whining internally that I would not be able to sleep anymore, so I read for an hour. Ric then called out to Nieka to “Turn up the heat!” I then got up and deviated from my routine: first I went to the truck and put on my rain jacket (zipped up to my neck) as well as my socks and riding shoes. Then I inhaled a ton of food. Only then did I take my tent down and go through the rest of the pre-ride prep! This included checking the temperature: 7C, at 8 am! Must have been a lot colder during the night!

We started by returning to Hwy #1 – but it went from fair to poor in a few hundred meters: no shoulder, rough surface (currently under construction) and then down to a single lane! At that point we switched to a side road which carried us to the front of Owen’s old home, large parts of which he had built himself, overlooking the river. The house is nice; the lot is wild: 200 feet wide, by…2,000 feet deep, all the way to the river!

We stopped at a Tim Horton’s. People always smile and ask questions – about the ride, about SchoolBOX. Two older couples were seated at a nearby table and made small talk. Owen walked up to them, looked at one of the women and said: “Nancy?” (at least I think that was her name.) Turned out he knew her and her husband. And when we rode on he recognized a man who was walking a gorgeous white standard poodle – the man was an air traffic controller and a former associate!

The rest of the ride involved riding along the shoulders of Hwy #15, which were mostly fantastic. And, aided by a tailwind, I was able to quench my ‘need for speed’ for the better part of the 10 km I led our foursome, reaching a top speed of 28 mph, or about 45 kph! It felt great. And tomorrow we head to PEI!

 “Fuelled by Equator Coffee!”

imageTidal river of mud near Moncton, NB. It has the same ‘backing up’ effect as the Bay of Fundy
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Tidal river of mud near Moncton, NB.

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