Jake and I in front of the Lone Shieling on the Cabot Trail.
One of our favourite rides is the Cabot Trail.
There’s nothing better than a brief escape from the routine. I love a two-week vacation, particularly if Steve and I and our RoadDog can take off for a long jaunt on the bike. But for some reason, just getting away for a few days is really fun. Maybe it’s the difference between the usual I-worked-hard-and-earned-this vacation and just sneaking away for a few days.
Steve and I hadn’t visited the Cabot Trail for years and I’d forgotten what I was missing until a couple of years ago when we headed north on the motorcycle. I’d only ever travelled the scenic loop by car and my husband assured me it would be a totally different experience on the bike.
The only problem with that assessment was that we went in late-October. Make no mistake, it was a totally different experience — I can’t remember ever being so cold in my life. The fall is my favourite time of year and I love the autumn colours, but travelling around the Cabot Trail in the rain and drizzle (did I mention the weather didn’t co-operate) in October was not such a hot idea. I might have even once or twice wished for a car with soft seats and a heater.
Having said that, however, the colours that day were fantastic. People we met along the way said we’d hit the peak period for the oranges, yellow and reds. In the rather grey day, the changing leaves were absolutely stunning. Once I warmed up with a hot bath and a hot cup of tea (or maybe it was something stronger), I really wasn’t sorry we had gone.
So two summers ago we decided we’d try it again, this time with our third passenger. At the time, Jake had only overnighted with us a few times and it was his longest stay away from home and a few of his longest days on the bike. We didn’t need to worry. Our little trooper is always ready to go along for the ride.
The weather didn’t completely co-operate. We ended up with rain the day we were planning to go around the trail, so we only went for a short drive up the coast, then turned back. But we extended our stay for an extra day and did the loop. The sun shone down on us, the views were fantastic and we had a wonderful day. Jake stared at the mountains, met people along the way, walked along some trails and generally had a great, if tiring, time.
With a little luck, maybe we’ll hit the trail again this year, just not in late-October.