Sunday, August 27, 2006

Day 56, Saturday, August 26/06

Charlottetown to New Glasgow, NS. 103 km.
Kennie Martin and two of his children, Ross (12) and Emma (10) dropped by the church last night to see us. I used babysit this family when they lived in Quispamsis. My how the kids have grown...they still are beautiful looking and seem quite settled and content. Ruth who is now almost 15 was working...she runs the dishwasher at the Lobster dinner in New Glasgow twice a week. I would have loved to have seen her. Kennie was saying that she is now 5 feet 11 inches tall and will go to high school in September! Ross will start junior high and Emma goes into grade six. Carla also dropped in when she finished her shift at the hospital. She is still as pretty as ever! It was great to see them again. They left around 9:30 and we were in bed by 10.

Fell asleep but woke up at 2 to passer by's outside our window, sitting on the church steps talking. That continued for well over an hour...up before 5:30, packed up and we cycled down the street to Zion Presbyterian church for a great breakfast. Chakota said that he had met an old friend of mine named Barb when he was down on the quai last night...would have been my friend Barb whom we tried to visit earlier in the day! We had our devotion and on the road by 7.

Our rest stop was at the home of Joyce and Donald MacMillan, he is a CBS Board Member, and I was surprised to see Diane Haley and her husband Bryan who had come out to greet us! It really is a great feeling to see old friends. We had been sprinkled with rain, so were a bit wet. We continued on to the ferry, arriving just after 10 and put the bikes on the racks. Then we were encouraged to get into a vehicle to save the $13.00 walk on fee. I ended up sitting on a cooler in the back of Eagle 1 along with Chester and Mary. There were 7 others in the van, totalling 10. What fun!! We put the volume up full tilt and were rocking to Beach Boy music. Joking, laughing, steaming up the windows...we finally took our dancing to the street, besides the cars in line up for the ferry. Ever try dancing on wet pavement wearing cycling shoes with cleats?? Wendy hollered for us to get in as the line was moving on board. We gathered in the sitting area for the trip across to NS.

We walked off and as I was getting my bike I saw a green van pull into the handicap parking spot and recognized my mom and dad. They had come from Lunenburg to see us. Apparently they had arrived earlier but went to get bristol board and pen to make a "welcome" sign for us but unfortunately the ferry got in before schedule and we arrived first. We only had time for a few hugs before we were off on our bikes for Pictou.

We had a police escort from the ferry to Pictou and as we were leaving the area I noticed a man looking out the window of a black car. As I passed I automatically acknowledged the driver by saying "thank-you"...I looked again and discovered it was Trevor! He recognized me, but seeing I was in the parade of cyclists, I couldn't stop. We did see my parents again along the road and both they and Trev and Tam came to see us in Pictou. Mom and dad were heading back to Lunenburg and Trev, Tam and dogs were going to Caribou campground. We made arrangements to meet tomorrow.

Bob and I were having lunch at the host church and our cell phone rang...it was Wendy trying to make arrangements for her and Joanne to meet up with us. I told her I would contact her when we were settled at our billets. We had an hour to explore the waterfront at Pictou...and the Hector. Then we cycled around to New Glasgow to the church (forgot name) who fed us sipper. While there Brian and Linda Bezanson surprised us! They were in Superstore and heard that the cyclists had arrived....they were on vacation and were heading back home to Dartmouth. Lovely to see them! Had great dinner, a service and met our billets, David and Inna. We drove to their home in Lorne, 18 miles south on #374. We had a lovely evening talking about the trip with them and David's mom.

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