|This Granny Smith apple pancake and good coffee at Red Bench started the day right|
Then a big semi and trailer combo beeps his horn at me and I see his trailer coming over the rumble strip and getting ready to crush me into the metal railing. I am almost ready to jump off the bike and go over the rail when the trailer straightens and goes no further into the shoulder. I realize then it is time to remember "Shut up Legs". With new determination, I start pedaling with real effort and mental awareness. Kiara and Rick are nowhere in sight. I get an exit not on the cue sheet that says bike route. I look everywhere to see if they are waiting for me down the exit and see no one. Dejectedly I set off on the cue sheet route.
I get to the exit for the ferry and find myself in the situation that there is really no choice but to get on a ferry - all lanes lead to ferries. I pay and get down in the walk-on passenger line and do not see Rick or Kiara. I find out later they did exit where there was a bike route sign. After calling 5 different people to get someone to send Rick an email (our cell phones did not work in Canada) I get hold of my friend Dave from the phone on the ferry. He sends Rick a note I have boarded the ferry.
|View of the islands from the ferry|