Cruisin' to Caribou

Trip Start Jun 16, 2012
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Trip End Jun 23, 2012


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Flag of Canada  , Nova Scotia,
Wednesday, June 20, 2012

The ferry to Caribou showed up right on time.  As the cars, trucks and motorcycles drove off onto PEI, I got Hogzilla ready and waited for the signal from the attendant.  Once everyone was offloaded, she waved at me and I rode onto the ferry.  The crew was stationed all along the way and kept waving me forward. I followed their waves and ended up all the way at the front of the ferry.  The last crew member at the front came over when I turned the engine off and pointed to some tie down straps and told me to get to it.  I expected them to tie my bike down to make sure it was done right, but the guy told me they wanted me to do it for liability reasons.  No problem!

As I got the bike tied down, cars and trucks were pulling in behind me.  I had no idea they would be transporting full-size semis with trailers, dump trucks and so on.  Basically, any vehicle that you would see on the road was on the ferry.  I was surprised but I thought it was really neat that a ferry could carry that much tonnage!

I hung around next to the bike while the ferry got underway.  I wanted to see it pull out and get some photos of PEI from the ferry.  Once the ferry was clear of the harbor, I double-checked the tie-downs and locks and made my way upstairs to the passenger lounge.

The passenger lounge was way crowded and noisy, so I kept going up to the top observation deck in order to get some fresh air and sun.  While I was up there I took a few pictures and used the ferry's WiFi signal for a quick update on my iPad but mostly I just sat with my eyes closed enjoying the sounds and smells of the water, air and the ferry.  I think I dozed off a bit, too, but I'm not sure. I love boats and the water and it felt good to just sit and relax in the sun. Either way, the trip to Caribou was uneventful and it wasn't long before we were preparing to enter the harbor.

I made my way back down to the lounge and used the restroom before heading down to the hold to get my bike ready to disembark.  When I got back downstairs, I noticed that the car behind me had a Huron-Clinton Metroparks sticker on the windshield.  That meant the car was from Michigan!  What a small world.  As I was getting my jacket on and making sure my bag was still tight, the car's driver and passenger came down so I introduced myself.  It turned out they were from Clarkston, MI and were on their way back from PEI and doing what I was doing: driving the Trans-Canada on vacation.  We had a short conversation but couldn't talk long as the ferry was pulling into the dock in Nova Scotia.

I untied the bike and as I started the engine I realized with a sinking feeling that I was low on gas.  I hadn't seen a gas station since Charlottetown, which meant I would have to fill up as soon as I got off the ferry if I could find a spot.  Right about then, the ferry docked and all the cars and trucks seemed to start their engines at once.  It was loud down there in the hold!  The crew waved at me to exit first and I quickly rolled off the ferry onto the ramp down to the dock and out onto the highway.

I had to immediately start looking for a gas station.  Unfortunately, the only opportunity I saw was Pictou but traffic was very heavy since all the cars and trucks had all left the ferry at the same time and were all traveling the same speed.  By the time I saw the exit for Pictou it was too late to get over so I had to ride past it.  At that point I started watching the signs to get an idea of how far away the nearest town was and it didn't look good.  I could tell by the area that there likely weren't any gas stations nearby.  Eventually I came upon the 104 which I needed to take back to Moncton and Fredrickton.  However, the signs said the nearest town to the west was Truro and I didn't think I had the gas to make it.  So I made a last minute decision to turn east on the 104 towards New Glasgow instead.  It was out of my way, but gas was more important and I knew that I could get gas again in Moncton if needed.

I gassed up in New Glasgow and bough a couple bottles of water and a protein bar before heading back out on the 104 west towards Moncton.  The 104 took me back to Amherst and the Nova Scotia Welcome Center on Highway #2 where I had started my day.  From there it was 250 kilometers to my hotel reservation in Frederickton.
 
 


 
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