Day 21 - Marshville to French River YMCA Camp

We packed up the bike and had a fine farewell lunch with Joan and Meredith. Joan had been running around all morning trying to fix a problem with the new windows at the other house, so we felt very humble to have such a good dinner before we left. But leave we did in bright sunshine and retraced our wheel tracks from Pictou.

We met another tourist. He had come in from Quebec City and had taken the train to Moncton. It was his third day. He retired to a campsite after a few kilometers, and I’m sure we will see him again. The ride along the causeway was not as traumatic as we anticipated as the little traffic there was, was considerate and gave us plenty of room. Also, for the most part there was a wide shoulder.


We stayed on the 104 Trans Canada Highway for the next 25 or so km, then turned off just before French River to our “campsite.” The track descended and got rougher and twisted and turned passed some beautiful waterscapes. We finally arrived at a summer camp, but after chatting with the staff, they kindly allowed us to set up our tent and even offered us the use of a cabin. It was good to hear the kids having so much fun.

A light supper of ham and mashed potatoes, followed by biscuit au chocolat, and a mug of tea. Into bed and listened to some Chris de Burgh and, dare I say it, Willie Nelson.


18.7 kph average

Distance: 71km
Total Distance: 1681km
Alt change: 562m
Total Alt change: 7936m

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