Today we went to the point but not strait to the point. We wound our way through a tranquil piece of this little island world.
The trail head beckoned and we hit an easy rhythm as we discovered the quiet end of the trail. The canopy of assorted trees gave peaking views into fields and small hamlets. The red maple leaf drifted down, swirling in the gentle breeze, and landing in front of my tire. Half the tree was ablaze in colour and yet I rolled on. Assuming we would see another. Hours later a single purple lupin, growing wild in a tangle of ditch side foliage, harkened bur I was flying down the hill picking up speed for the incline.
But I saw them and registered it into a memory bank, albeit somewhat faulty with age. I felt the cool breeze as we zipped in and out of shade and sunshine. The fir trees and the plethora of ripe apples laden on trail side trees perfumed the air regularly. The kms flew by and then, suddenly, we rounded a bed and came into town.
We wound our way through the gates, past “driveway” signs that were in fact small road openings. We free wheeled along without any technical navigational aids although my sense of direction tried to derail us occasionally. The Confederation Trail is well sign posted and easy riding.
Once we arrived at O’Leary we took our first “detour”, a delicious one! We toured the potatoe museum and learnt so much. Then we had a pulled pork baked potatoe with a side of chips. Yes you read that right. Our potatoes came with potatoes! We also had an order of stuffed potatoe skins with a side of chips!!
Then it was time to head to the point but not until I did a quick left into a farmer’s yard. We had seen numerous potatoe sheds and many of them had stacks of culverts in front of them. The culverts had holes. No one at the potatoe museum knew the answer and I was very curious. Turns out they put the culverts under the potatoes and add fans. This keeps the air circulating and the potatoes fresher until it’s time for them to hit the market. Of course the farm I took a photo of doesn’t have them! We also asked about harvest but after we left I thought of about 4 more questions.
Then we hit the coast and headed to the point. It was worth the 72.7 kms we logged today. Blue skies, a calm strait, an old cool lighthouse to explore and an amazing beach. Prior to landing there we stopped in the harbour and saw the fisherman off loading the lobster harvest. That’s not something one sees every day and we had perfect timing!
All in all the first full day of biking did not disappoint nor did it tax us beyond what our lack of training had prepared us for.
I’ve also managed to navigate blogging every day but feel that there may be spelling errors and I am falling behind in comments. It’s a nightly fight to make Canva work for me to input the photos with less media space. This might be the time to sign up for the month of a free Pro!
All in all we definitely did Seas The Day!