After sawing some sweet logs at the Knights Inn in Fredericton, we enjoyed the complimentary continental breakfast and gave our thanks to the GM, Norm Boudreau who gave us a complimentary room, and also a cash donation! Thanks so much!
Norm recommended we take a quick dip into Hartland…
Sure enough we came across the world’s longest covered bridge! I wasn’t exactly sure what I was going to see when Norm described it to us, but it was definitely cool. Bikes sounded awesome in there as well!
Just south of Edmundston my t-bag decided to fall off the bake of my bike! The bag is pretty much destroyed, but luckily all my clothes inside are fine. I managed to get some bungee cords at a gas station to jimmy it back together… unfortunately the the once solid leather bag is now a flaccid piece of garbage.
Somewhere between the t-bag debacle and Edmundston we had a mountie pass us on the highway and wave. When she got just in front of me she blipped the lights for a bit, then continued on her way before we saw her pull over a speeder a short distance down the highway. I’m thinking that she recognized what we were doing and that was her way of saying hi and good job!
We stopped off at a rest stop, and met an Acadian from New Brunswick who happened to have a tire pressure gauge with him. My rear tire had been wearing far too quickly, so we decided to test the pressure to see what was up… I had a shocking 55psi in my rear when the max is only supposed to be 41! I have no idea how that happened as I’ve never put any air into the tires, and when the bikes arrived at Mile 1 in Newfoundland they said that the pressures were all good… maybe just kicking the tires isn’t the best test hey fellas? Anyway, the guy made me laugh when he put the gauge up and shouted “oh &@%#!” when he saw the result!
After letting out almost 15psi of pressure the ride was far smoother, and we had a great ride in to Quebec City.
Quebec City is beautiful, and seems very european. I love the endless patios along Grande Allée Est where our B&B is, and the fortification around the city is something to behold. I think I remember seeing that Quebec City is/was the only fortified city in North America? Am I right?
Quebec City, more specifically Grande Allée Est is the most happening place that we’ve come across on the trip so far. The non stop patios and clubs, with all kinds of drunken shenanigans (super troopers anyone?) on the sidewalks is definitely a sight to be seen. Man I wish I had more time here! Oh well, definitely coming back!
At dinner tonight we met a few people from Ontario, and another table from Vancouver, who saw our shirts and thanked us for what we were doing.
Here are the points of interest from today’s ride: