Day 72: Saint-Louis de Kent to Shediac
Yesterday morning, I woke up around 6:30 and packed up my things. Denis made some breakfast consisted of eggs, bacon, bread, and coffee. Denis works as a caretaker and will go to work at 7:50 AM. Annette already left for her job as a secretary at the local radio station.
After the meal, I was back on the road. After riding for about 8 miles, I took a break at the town of Richibucto. I learned that the town had a wood industry back in the day, in addition to fishing. There were some signs telling the history of the town. I’m not into history that much, but I do realize that today is the result of the actions of many people from the past. Every action has its consequences.
I cycled without stopping, made good time, and arrived at Anchor's Point Restaurant in Cocagne. At 11 AM, I had some fried fish for brunch before rolling into Shediac.
I noticed an ice cream shop called Hally’s Scoops and Brew in downtown Shediac. It has a whopping 4.9 star review on Google Maps so I had to try it. The espresso flakes ice cream was so good.
Just as I was finishing my ice cream and unlocking my bike outside, a group of Canadians started chatting with me about my bike trip. Their names are Larry, Patricia, and Mike. They asked the usual questions at first, then we started talking about US politics and how the Trump policies are affecting Canada.
Due to the high tariffs from the US, Canada is going to seek out other trading partners and be more independent from the US. They couldn’t believe how incompetent Trump is and how many Americans voted for him. Mike predicted that there will be a backlash from MAGA due to the high prices from the tariffs. I told him that I’m not so sure because Trump said that he can shoot someone on Fifth Avenue and people will still vote for him. After 34 felon counts, people still voted for him. His supporters are diehards.
I still haven’t met a Canadian Trumper yet and I’ve been in Canada for a month and half. I have nine more days to meet one, if they exist at all in eastern Canada.
After the political discussion, I rode my bike farther up the road to Parlee Beach Provincial Park Camping campground. I used their CA$1 shower then tried to find a place to stealth camp. There is a park right next to the campground and there are camper vans parked there. I decided to see if I can camp there.
When I arrived I asked an older lady if camping is allowed here. She said it’s not officially allowed, but there are no signs. Soon, we started chatting and she invited me to drink some tea.
The lady’s name is Marie-Claire, but she goes by Claire. She’s 69 years old and is traveling in her minivan around New Brunswick after leaving her home in Montreal. Claire was visiting her brother and now she will be going to Prince Edward Island. Due to her past work in war zones, she doesn’t want her photo posted online.
I had a great time talking to her, but Claire will go to Cap-Pelé and spend the night at a campground there. I left the park and went to a restaurant called Vana Asian Restaurant to get some beef pho. It’s the first Asian meal I’ve had in a long time.
After dinner, I decided to check out one more camping spot that Claire recommended. It’s by a bike trail at Pointe-du-Chêne. The spot didn’t look good to me because there are houses around. I ended up exploring the wharf before cycling back to the park. I rode 56.2 miles that day.
Around 8 PM, I pitched my tent. And at 10:45 PM, I was awakened by two security guards telling me that there’s no tenting in the park. I simply moved my tent about six feet away and over the one foot barrier to the campground property. While I was doing that, there were at least four mosquitoes that came into my tent. I spent some time killing them before falling asleep.
This morning, I woke up at 5:55. I felt I could have slept longer, but it’s already light out.
I packed up my tent and rode back to downtown Shediac to Tim Hortons for breakfast. I was planning to camp at the Murray Beach Provincial Park Campground tonight, but that’s only about 31 miles away. If I can get to Prince Edward Island via a shuttle over the Confederation Bridge then I’ll camp at PEI.
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Paroisse St-Louis-de-Gonzague church in Richibucto |
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A cool looking sculpture by the rest area |
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One of the signs that tells the history of Richibucto |
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Another ship that will not sail. |
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Crossing the Richibucto River |
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More hills, but nothing like the ones in Gaspesie |
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No shoulder? No love |
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Mural at downtown Shediac |
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Left to right: Larry, Patricia, and Mike |
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A beautiful word that's carved on the picnic table by where I was sitting. |
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A gift from Claire |
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Sun is setting from the Pointe-du-Chêne wharf. |
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The lighthouse from the wharf |
Morning Hiatt. Some nice pics.
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