Day 6 Oak Bay, NB to Belfast, PEI

Packing away the tent this morning led me to some interesting Google searches and tumbling down a metaphorical rabbit hole… Or should I say earwig hole? As terrifying as that sounds, my findings concluded that I was right, there are way more earwigs this year than usual.

This has been due to heavier rainfall than previous years (and don’t I know about it!), which has attracted more earwigs as they thrive in damp climates. Contrary to popular belief, they do not live in your ear and nibble on your brain, they actually live in every spot we set up camp in and love our tent.

Also rather than bite, they pinch. Mitch found this out for himself which is what led to the Google searching.

Anyways, that was earwigs with Emily. Let’s continue with the motorbike trip!

After packing everything away and trying my best not to take any earwigs with us, we made our way to the world’s largest lobster.

To get there, we rode some really beautiful roads through New Brunswick. It actually reminded me a little of being in Australia, with the vast stretch of road ahead and having it all to yourself for miles, it was a wonderful ride.

That was until we got to pot hole road (not the official name but it should be). The day dreamy ride had now turned into a nightmare as I dodged pot hole after pot hole. I smoothly dodged three in a row which might of inflated my ego and in my new found false sense of security, I stupidly ran over one.

Every muscle in my body clenched and I apologised over and over again to Suzie, praying she was okay. In response to my pathetic apologies and prayers, she gave me an occasional weak scuffing sound.

I pulled over and sheepishly explained to Mitch what happened. He gave the bike a look over and rode it himself but couldn’t find the problem so we decided to continue riding to a garage which was luckily only five minutes away.

We parked and examined the bike again and this is what we found. Ten points if you see it.

The impact from the pot hole had shifted my chain guard causing it to rub and make that awful scuffing sound. With some expertise bending and good old elbow grease, we moved it back and voila! My bike was good as new again. I pet Suzie’s wind shield and promised her never again then apologised to her for probably the 74th time.

Drama over, we had some lunch consistenting of a coffee crisp, dorritos and vitamin water because you know, health.

After chatting with some locals who had been watching the whole thing (cringe) we took off again and I am very happy to say, Suzie was flawless.

When we got to the world’s largest lobster, I thought to myself wow that is a big lobster! My second thought, as I wandered over to take photos, was why is this dog so obsessed with me? A nearby boarder collie was barking excitedly, wagging his tail and giving me puppy eyes whilst pulling on his lead to get to me. I awkwardly waved at the owner who was trying his best to calm the dog and he gave me a shrug and mouthed an apology. I saw the mum minutes later, who was wearing a very similar outfit and brown hair so that probably explains it, just a mistaken identity… Although I will go with the other, more likely reason that I am of course a dog whisperer.

After refuelling and a quick snack, we were on the road again and headed for Prince Edward Island.

Crossing the Confederation Bridge was fantastic. It is a whopping 12.9 kms long, which easily makes it Canada’s longest bridge. As we got onto the bridge, I started fist pumping and shouting woo hoo! I was riding across the Atlantic Ocean! How incredible is that? Looking to my left and right with nothing but the stretch of the sea across the horizon was a major highlight of the trip and of my time in Canada.

We had been really lucky in regards to the rain so it was only right that as I was fist pumping, it started to pour down. That long, impressive bridge was looking perhaps a little too long now. I replaced my celebratory fist back on the handle bars and powered on through.

Even though we were soaked, we were happy and excited to be arriving on PEI and all though we were seeing the island through rain streaked visors, it was still beautiful.

We found a campsite and quickly put up the tent. We’ve gotten really efficient at setting up now, but we haven’t quite managed to stop bickering whilst we do it yet. The most important and very first step, is to always spray ourselves with mosquito repellent. Believe me, there is nothing more frustrating than trying to put up a tent whilst being eaten alive and hearing that horrible buzzing noise.

We were on such a high having made it to PEI. Whatever the weather, we were having an amazing time and feeling very proud of everything we had accomplished so far. That night we went to bed feeling very content and as with every other night, very excited for the next day of riding.

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