Best Canada Day weekend ever
Forget writing about haircuts, wood piling and house painting, this weekend was all about riding.
Steve and I took a couple of extra days off work and made it a very long weekend taking our RoadDog on the road. Then we split our mini-vacay in two, making it seem more like a week. Sometimes we have the very best ideas.
We left Thursday and headed to PEI to spend some time at Atlanticade in Summerside. (Yes, that meant I had to cross the Confederation Bridge and yes I still don’t like bridges and yes my stomach rolled, but at least this time I didn’t shake, so I guess that’s progress.)
Atlanticade was fun and we were there early so it wasn’t as hectic as I’m sure it was by the true weekend. There were still quite a lot of bikes and bikers around. We spent a couple of days hanging around with some of our bike club friends, met some new friends and toured some of our favourite island roads. It was great.
Our little riding trio then departed the island on Saturday and rode along the Northumberland Strait to Scotsburn. Why Scotsburn you might ask? Steve found us a fantastic place to stay there called Stonehame. Wow! Just wow!
I’ll write more about Stonehame another time, but I’ll just say it might be the most relaxing, peaceful place I’ve ever been. Perched on Fitzpatrick Mountain, the lodges and chalets are surrounded by woods and fields and hills and … tranquility.
We rode into Pictou to take in some Canada Day festivities there, Jake sporting a Canada Day bandana a lovely woman gave him in Pugwash on Saturday. Between Pictou’s beautiful waterfront and the wonder of Fitzpatrick Mountain, I was very much reminded of the fantastic privilege of living in this country.
It might have been the best Canada Day ever.