Ride For Rand : Day 86 - Hopewell Rocks to Shediac, Port Elgen and beyond

Oh, what a bright morning, better put on my shades!

Like Bacchus waking up from a cozy slumber, I rejoiced in the nice change in weather and decided to stay a little bit at the campsite this morning. It like could be an easier day so I just had to enjoy it with sandals in the sun. The road wasn't that bad at all. Hopewell Rocks on the Bay of Fundy is a major tourist destination and the roads are very easy to navigate. There's even a lot of icecream shops on the side of the road which helps...

The first thing that I did which I couldn't miss was go to see the Hopewell Rocks. I from around 11-1 and the highlight of my trip was finding wild raspberries. Somehow I felt like I didn't really resonate with the place because of the cost to get in and the crowds. There was a lineup just to see the rocks, and I had trouble getting out of the viewing area because there were so many people just going to snap a picture. It was okay, but personally I thought the caves at St. Martin's looked much more beautiful.

I continued my leisurely bike ride out towards Moncton and found my to a Tim's for a late lunch / dinner (linner?) at around 5pm. It was at this point that that little thought entered my mind again...

"What if I just cycled through the night and got to PEI tomorrow instead of the day after?"

Moments later, I had already booked my 2 night stay at the Brackley Beach Hostel on PEI. I knew I had to put my pedal to the ... uh well... let's just say I knew I had to pedal a lot in order to reach my destination in time. One last swig of the java and I was on the road again towards Shediac, lobster capital of the world!!!

I passed through Shediac and stopped at a certain place to work on this blog for a little while and rest up for the night ahead. There was a really nice group of elderly folk from Shediac who I had the pleasure to begin talking with. In an act of kindness, they all felt it right to donate to Victoria Hospice, and so I took a collection for them to put on the website.

The people working had also heard about what I was doing and where I was going (cycling through the night) and one of the employees offered to make me a special drink. I think it had 5 shots of espresso in it (o_o) !

As my brain floated in a cloud of caffeinated dreams, I jumped on my bike put on my helmet, turned on my lights, said "Giddyup!" I was on my way.

So that's the fun part of the story. I rode through the night with hardly any cars down the quiet road until I reached Port Elgin where I hoped to (can you guess?) find some food. Unfortunately its such a a small place, and there wasn't anything open at 4am, so I found whatever I could eat in the little cooler that I keep with me, and then decided to take a short rest in the park.

It was interesting setting up my tent in the windy spot I was in, but with everything ready and the mosquitoes satiated for the moment, I slipped into my tent and promptly lost consciousness for an hour and a half...

... to be continued.

Either Road through the day I gradually made my way to Monkton and through two words shed yak the place where the largest Lobster ever fished was ever was found. In a spur the moment in a spur of the moment, I decided to cycle through the night and dad around us I decided to move from Chevy a can continue along the road to work the PEI Confederation bridge. In the middle of the night at around 2 or 3 am I finally made it to a place called portal gun or Allegan point and I was hoping that there would be a McDonalds or something like that there but there was nothing so I ended up eating some of my own food and setting up my time just for 2 hours so that I could rest up. This was just a rest it wasn't asleep.