This morning we were plagued with wet
weather once again. I think we got
rained on more times in the last couple of days than any other time I can
remember. Thanks to the picnic shelter,
we at least get to start off dry and not have to pack a wet tent. We decided to take up PavementPounder’s
invitation and ride towards New Brunswick; the last province to visit before
Amanda and her bike will have ridden through all of Canada with the exception
of Nunavut.
The crummy weather has tainted our
Confederation Bridge experience. I
remember going on an east coast road trip with my family when I was a little
kid and saw the first stages of construction.
If you recall, we met PavementPounder and
his family on the Trans-Labrador Highway.
They live near a town called Shediac.
Lobster capital of the world
I wouldn’t have guessed it, but
PavementPounder is a fantastic chef. The
potato pasta you see here is made from scratch.
We were stuffed to the gills.
Things started to get out of hand when
PavementPounder’s wife came home from work.
The party drinks started flowing and we all know what happens when you
feed Amanda the combination of energy drinks and alcohol after midnight; insert
Gremlins theme song now.
You go girl! Burn off some of that extra energy. That is a gigantic bolt by the way.
It’s bedtime now Amanda; you need to turn
it down a notch.
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| 151 km
I’ve
had it with rain!
Never
feed after midnight!
Gourmet
chef at work.
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