Because Prince Edward Island is small and we are forced to re-enter New Brunswick
to continue our journey I will combine these into one page.
We didn't get to speak to them but as we left the ferry these bikes were waiting
to get on. Notice the sidecar. It is the type that leans with the bike in curves.
I bet that makes for an interesting experience.
We headed north along the coast and found a campsite. Because of the delay in the
ferry system we are arriving later than originally planned.
Normally there are two ferries running the route on opposite tracks. But with one
broken down the remaining had to carry all the traffic by itself. This means that
the wait time was doubled and the ferry was crowded. We had slightly missed one
ferry but this put us near the head of the line for the next. Except there was no
"next". We had to wait until the one ferry made a complete round trip before we
got to go to PEI.
The island is very flat with a slight rise and fall of less than 100 feet (30 m.)
giving the roads a straight course. We travelled north until we were near the north
coast and then turned west at a secondary intersection. This road, as did most roads,
led to Charlottetown, the capitol of the province and its largest city. We were
in Charlottetown a little before lunchtime. We decided to eat at the brewpub near
the old part of town and found a convenient free parking place big enough for the
bike and trailer just down the street.
We wandered through the old town and harbor looking at the art and buildings. We
bought a couple of souvenirs and headed back to the brewpub. About two blocks away
we were engulfed in a heavy rain shower. We had left the raincoats on the bike and
were very wet by the time we got to lunch. After lunch the rain had quit, we had
dried out and it was time to ride again.
Prince Edward Island has, besides the ferry to Nova Scotia, a bridge to New Brunswick. The
Gulf of St. Lawrence is quite shallow and a eight mile causeway/bridge has connected
the two provinces since 1997. It cost a billion dollars to build and was not without
controversy. Not all islanders wanted to be connected to the rest of the world by
road instead of the ferry system.
New Brunswick has the world's largest lobster in the town of Shediac. It is concrete
and not edible but it is big. The man in red and yellow is life size, even if he
is also concrete.
The road along the coast is the only road headed north towards the province of Quebec
from PEI. It is heavily travelled by trucks, tourists and locals but it is nothing
like the traffic on the two lane roads of central Pennsylvania or Virginia. This
is a bit off the most travelled routes to get to the cities of Quebec and Montreal
from the USA.
We are bordering the west edge of the Gulf of St. Lawrence and traveling through
the forests, fields and small towns of rural New Brunswick. We are headed towards
the Gaspé Peninsula.
Because this area is not on a major route the roads are old and not the best maintained
but with the high traffic load have a lot of wear. This bridge has lost its paving
and the roadbed boards are showing. These boards had a tendency to pull the front
wheel around, a lot like riding on a grated bridge deck.