Following my engaging stay in Halifax complete with Cape Breton oysters, snow crab and my first donair, I said goodbye to my buddy Eric and began heading south down the coast. His advice to follow the coastal route as far east as possible proved valuable and I found that smile sneaking across my face as the road twisted above the rocky coastline through small coastal communities and old trawlers and traps. The quaint villages of Peggy's Cove, Aspatagun, Mahone Bay and Lunenburg offered a colorful environment with historic homes, roadside informational boards and picturesque seaside scenes. I even had a surprise "spotting" when a local resident recognized me while taking a snack break and pulled a U-turn to have a conversation about my travels and experiences. Later he would hop on his R11GS and scoot down the road for another hour of chit chat at a flea market before leaving me with a chunk of cheese, cuke and a sausage! In a strange twist of fate, he grew up in the same neighborhood as I did in Virginia and went to the next high school over. What are the chances of that!? It truly is a small world.
In May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 59'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing.