13.09.2013 - 13.09.2013 40 °F
Was sitting here early evening when suddenly I heard my phone break out in our wake up alarm--it was 6:30PM--where the heck was it at 6:30AM when it was supposed to go off!! Had a great night's sleep and found it tough to eagerly leap from the bed with a motivational smile when it was still dark outside and the sky was covered with rain clouds and could distinguish fog. Whose idea was this Cabot Trail---had to be Linda's! I vaguely remember Linda shaming me out of bed. The good news was that it was the first time since we left Mattapoisett last Sunday that we did not have to pack up all our luggage and load the cycles (which is really quite a process, though we have gotten pretty darn good at it). This marked our sixth straight day of major cycling. Glad we did laundry yesterday! Had a banana, oatmeal, and tea here at the chalet for breakfast, and then we uncovered the babies and at 8:30 ventured forth, doing the Cabot Trail clockwise. Why clockwise, because the views of the seascapes are more visible. Initially, both of us were having trouble believing we were really finally doing this. This was really why we did this trip. What did we learn: we definitely do not have friskadepaphobia!!!
Friday the 13th and WE DID IT!!!! We did the entire Cabot Trail, and in inclement weather to boot!!! Took all day. We are worn out. The concentration required was unreal. The first half was foggy, cold, rainy, and very windy. The second half was warmer, no rain, some wind gusts, and overcast. The scenery was spectacular and out of this world. So many hairpin curves. We stopped for lunch, many pee stops (thank my prostate), and some pictures. The weather and narrow road made picture taking difficult. Furthermore, I was surprised that being a true motorcycle mecca, most of the shoulders and scenic turnouts are dirt and gravel-- not all that stable for motorcycles! Then, to top it off, for at least three miles through Cheticamp, we had to endure grooved road. I hate that! There were some parts of the trail where the road was bad, uneven and bumpy; but that was rare. The mountain climbs and steep descents consisted of multiple S turns that were quite challenging at 45 mph. Though these did not seem to phase Linda. I always seemed to be playing catch-up! The mountain views and the deep valleys with dense woodlands up to the mountain tops and roiling streams at the base with a few cascading waterfalls were incredible. Then there were the mountain faces looking like abstract art, etched out of solid rock. We got to see sedimenary rock (a mere 250 million years old), ignacious rock (550 million years old), and metamorphic (only 850 million years old)---eat your hearts out Geologists! And the seascapes were something impossible to accurately describe. Only saw about five other motorcyclists brave enough to take on the challenge today. However, we saw thirty to forty bicyclists doing the trail and they certainly gained my admiration. I sincerely don't have a clue how they do one mountain climb after another. This would rival the tour de France! Linda has been amazed by the plethora of accents we have heard here on Cape Breton. The cycles are now covered; we are hunkered down awaiting Gabriel who is supposed to arrive tonight around two and soak us tomorrow with winds much like the first half of today. So, we read; play some dominoes; maybe watch some tube; and relive the glory of today as we purchased a 90 minute video of the Cabot Trail. And to make everything right in the world, the Pats somehow beat the Jets last night and we watched it here. Leave Sunday for Truro. Dinner is here in our chalet, as well as all meals tomorrow. Having seafood chowder and salad tonight; oatmeal and eggs and toast for breakfast; grilled cheese and tomato sandwiches for lunch; and god knows what for dinner! Amazing how tired we are!