July 21 After staying in Sackville, NB, it’s a short 60 km drive to Confederation bridge. It’s totally impressive, rising up over the water, jogging left than right and rising to a high point near the north end. (Does anyone know why it jogs?) It is a weird feeling, riding along high over the water as far as you can see with the land just visible at the far end.

Prince Edward Island is very picturesque – quite flat with lots of farms. In fact we followed a truck with the plate BRN2FRM.

Of course there were a few fields of potatoes, all in bloom, but it seems that what PEI farmers like best are lawns. It seems that every farm has a huge lawn between the house and road, and it is neatly cut at least twice a week.

We cruised up to Charlottetown and stopped to pick up a few things, then road to Georgetown, on the far east end of the island. There wasn’t much there, particularly gas, so we rode over to Montague and had lunch in a small pub called: Sir Isaac’s Restaurant and Mr Garth’s Pub. Another short ride took us the PEI National Park which is the beach on the north side. The nicest one we’ve seen so far. We ended the day at a nice motel in Summerside.

July 22     The weather gods frown again, a light rain when we start turns cold and driving. The Confederation Bridge is even more weird in a stormy fog. It just kept getting worse, until we stopped early for the day at Miramichi, NB. Thank heaven for hot showers and warm rooms.

July 23     Another beautiful day. We could even see the graceful double-arch bridge behind the hotel.

Leaving NB at Campbellton, we head along the south coast of the Gaspe peninsula. The land is fairly flat with farms and quaint small towns every 5 to 10 km.

Each has it’s own immaculately cared for church, each a little different. One of the more unusual is at Sainte-Anne-des-Monts.

The famous Perce Rock, and we are there.

The north side of the Gaspe (St Lawrence) is very similar to the Cabot Trail in NS – mountains with steep. winding roads. Barry says he likes this part even better than the Cabot Trail. The north side must be the windy side as we saw several wind farms, including one with an ‘egg-beater’ style wind generator.

A night at Mont-Saint-Pierre, where we talk to a gentleman who specializes in pictures at sunset and sunrise, when ‘ the light is special’. He says it takes patience and perseverance – like so many things in life.

July 24     Mostly riding, stopping occasionally for pictures, food and gas. Tonight we are near St. Hyacinthe, only about 200 km from Montreal.