We left New Glasgow, Nova Scotia with a full tank of gas, blue skies and balmy temps. Balmy for Nova Scotia anyway. That all started to change about twenty minutes into the ride and it went down hill from there. By the time we rolled into Baddeck, Nova Scotia it was raining, cold, and so foggy I could barely see Keith out in front of me.
We rolled into North Sydney around 3:00PM. A full ten-and-a-half hours before our ferry was scheduled to depart. On a lark we rode right to the ferry terminal to see if we could just hop on the next ferry. A long-shot, we figured, but it’s free to ask. And besides, the weather was improving so maybe fortune was starting to smile on us.
Sure enough, we got on standby for the next ferry and an hour later we were the last two vehicles to roll onto the MV Caribou. We actually saw the sun on the crossing.
Six hours later we disembarked in Port aux Basques, Newfoundland. It was pitch dark and we were a little disoriented, but we were on the island.
Oh, yeah. As far as roughing it goes, that’ll have to start tomorrow. ‘Cause tonight we’re staying in the Hotel Port aux Basques — the swankiest joint in town!
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- MC Caribou
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- My ugly mug
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- Look toward the stern from the upper decks
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- The bridge
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- MV Caribou
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- Finally! The Sun!
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- Prettiest sky in three days
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- More clouds. Facing the bow.
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- Almost out of light
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- End of the trip. Bikes still standing.
Greetings from Cape Cod. Glad you made it safe and sound and ahead of schedule! Seen any Newfoundland dogs yet? Don’t be scared, they’re not bears. Enjoy!