WWW Tour - Here Comes the Sun - Day 5

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

George Harrison ~ The Beatles ~ 1969

So the day starts in the same locations as Day 2 did. We ate 2 doors down last night at ... at ... I forgot the name of the place, but it was a sports bar that had a ton of types of beer on tap. They even offered a sampler, which included 6 small mugs of your selected beers. I opted for one large glass, no thinking involved. For food, I had the Bangers and Mash, a typical British Isle meal of sausage and mashed potatoes. This also came with sauerkraut with bacon in it. Really good.

Morning, almost a repeat of Monday morning. Breakfast at the Snow Queen, however this time Walt gathered up the keys and I think he turned them in. We had to figure out a new route to ride the coast down to Yarmouth for the ferry. Oh the one big change the sun was out in it's full glory.

Maps indicated RT 7 was the easiest.

What a Diamond in the Ruff RT 7 turned out to be. Sweeping and rolling road thru farmland with virtually no traffic. This turned out to be the second best road we were to ride, second only to the Cabot Trail. Put some large views of water and cliffs, it might beat out the CT. We rode this right into Halifax.

Before we get along of course I picked up a DD.

As we hit the coast line Rt 7 bends to the right and follows the sea.


We  came across this rusty bucket not to far after we hit the coast line.





Even Bill and Walt stopped.



We got separated again so I did my DD duty





In MUSQUODOBOIT Harbour I found this old train depot. What a name, not even sure I could begin to pronounce it. (Spelling it was hard enough)



Right down the road is Chezzwtcook, a double double.

Having been separated since the rust bucket, I rode to the end of the route, however Bill and Walt stopped just outside of Halifax at an ice cream place. I waited at the cemetery, while they had tea and crumpets About 2 hours later we made contact and they were south of Halifax and said they would wait.

So after taking a few wrong turns in Halifax, avoiding the drivers (they were terrible) and waiting on a freight train I meet up with them in Upper Tantallion.



From there we rode along the coast on 3, veering off on roads like 329 to keep the bay and Atlantic Ocean in view.





With the day getting long and the sun getting short, entering into prime deer time, Bill and I headed down RT 103 into Yarmouth. Walt kept along the coast a bit more.






We had made reservations at the Best Western Mermaid in Yarmouth. Having checked in, Bill and I headed out for dinner to a pub the folks at BW recommended, but they were not serving diner anymore. Across the street was Rudders Seafood Restaurant and Brew Pub. We entered the joint to the live band playing If You Like Pina Coladas, not exactly a biker song but it works. Bill ordered a hamburger and I was a bit more adventurous with the Grilled Orange Salmon Salad. We both opted for the Blonde Rock beer brewed on site.
Now there was this couple sitting over to the right of us. The had the look of wealth even dressed kinda of crappy. She sat on one side of the table and he on the other. She was singing and clapping, moving her shoulders to the rhythm of the music and he looked like he couldn't wait to get out of the place. 
So dinner came and went and then the bill came. I really need to brush up on my multiplication since I way over tipped the waitress, I am sure it made her night. Oh my dinner was a nice portion of grilled salmon on a bed on spinach with walnuts sprinkled about and mandarin oranges lining the edge of the plate. It was actually pretty good.

Back at the Mermaid, Walter some how talked the desk into to giving him a key to our room and he waited patiently for us to come back.

Miles for the day, just over 400 miles. Not alot but a full day for me considering all the stops I had made. So ends our last night in Nova Scotia, but the adventure is not over yet.




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