Another email arrived into our in box for another invitation to meet up with another Motor Maid (Cheryl) and her hubby (Byron). Arrangements were made to connect after breakfast at a place just down the road from where we were staying. Cheryl and Byron had already arrived when we brought the rig to a stand still.


This couple are the proud owners of motorbikes called ‘Spiders’. Three wheeled, they are manufactured in the Quebec Province which explained their popularity. At first, we had reserved thoughts about them due to them not being as tough looking as the two wheeled Harley. However, as we got used to them frequently motoring by us they started grow on us. We took the opportunity to have a look at them up close while stationery and they are kinda awesome. Especially as we are now starting to tick senior aged boxes on application forms!

This was after Cheryl and Byron got to meet The Rurus over a second breakfast for which they treated us with. In their words, “you need protein to be able to keep up the biking” and it was unexpected and humbling. Our other new friends Robert and Kelly Budnik had suggested we visit the Bay of Fundy to experience the highs and lows of nature. Over the time it took to consume the protein, Cheryl and Byron had motivated us to do the same and therefore we set riding on a side ride south to Hopewell Cape at the top end of the Bay of Fundy.

Bike there today to witness the high; stay the night and witness the low in the morning; then bike back to do a homestay with Cheryl and Byron … all over two eggs sunny side up! It also meant that riding to Prince Edward Island was an option now. We bid the Spiders off, but not before meeting and chatting with Beth Myers who worked at the joint, also rides a tandem and has previously travelled New Zealand. Receiving a message from her wishing us well later in the day on the screen of the tablet was an unexpected warm fuzzy.


We straddled the Petitcodiac River all the way to the Cape. The river at the upper reaches had exposed a chocolate brown muddish silt. It was tempting to see how far one could slide down the channel where there was some water still trickling toward the bulk. Not today. Soon after we checked in, we had to pedal a short distance more where we locked up the rig, paid to enter the park and walk 500 metres to a platform.



Immediately to our front were rock formations, the ‘Lovers Arch’ home to a few pines sticking up from the top. It was high tide and even then it was beautiful as waves crashed the platform structure below.



DSC05371-1280x853Another short walk to another platform had us overlooking the Bay of Fundy stretching as far as the eye could see, waves rippling the water from the wind sweeping up the bay.

But wait, there is more; we had experienced only half of what we had ridden to see.