Yarmouth, Digby, Saint John, Shediac

 It’s been a while since I posted so let me try to catch you up.  The B&B I stayed at in Yarmouth wasn’t great but it had something that any fine establishment should have.

Many of you will remember this as a “church key”. 

Saturday morning I rode from Yarmouth to Digby along the more scenic Route 1 which goes through many small towns including Clare where the tallest all wood church, Sainte-Marie is located.

After walking in front of the church I restarted my motorcycle to continue on to Digby and a warning light came on announcing that my front running light was not working; that’s a bummer but not a big deal as the 2018 R1200RT is equipped with two rings of LEDs that come on when the bike is under power and that essentially act as running lights. Replacing the burnt bulb will have to wait until I am back in Ottawa.

Saturday was the last day of the Digby Lobster Bash, with vendors lining Main Street and the wharf and entertainment on various outdoor stages. The weather was perfect and families were out enjoying the festivities. I had an exceptionally good bowl of chowder filled with pieces of lobster, clams, smoked salmon and haddock, followed by a seafood sampler with baked bacon-wrapped scallops and shrimp, fish nuggets, and deep-fried clam strips all accompanied by a lovely glass of Chardonnay. 

On Sunday morning, early as it turns out, there was this amazing sunrise that I was able to capture and which I now share with you.

These pictures were taken from the small deck at the back of my room at the B&B in Digby where incidentally I had a very good breakfast before leaving for the ferry that would take me across the Bay of Fundy to Saint John New Brunswick on Sunday. You know, things are pretty quiet on a Sunday in Saint John; but I did manage to find an on-street patio across the street from one where a band was playing some popular tunes of the 70s, 80s, and 90s much to the delight of the patrons of both establishments. 

Today’s ride took me from Saint John to Shediac along some beautiful secondary roads that run closer to the Fundy Coast. I managed stops at two well-known and well-visited sights, ‘Cap Enragé’ and Hopewell Rocks. The skies were clear and the temperature in the mid-twenties, ideal weather for riding.

Here is a picture of the lighthouse and fog horn at the Cape,

and a few others taken at the Hopewell Rocks where one can walk down a steep trail and many steps to the shore to walk amongst the monumental rock structures that have been carved by the powerful flowing and ebbing tides in the bay.

Tonight I am in Shediac, a place I had visited on an earlier Retirementride, where there ain’t much happening; though I imagine it wasn’t the case on the weekend when crowds were here to celebrate the end of the city’s annual lobster festival. 

Tomorrow it’s off to Caraquet. I will try to keep you informed as my journey unfolds.