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Finally there are N7 everywhere!
About the roads here seem like much and not too recognizable on the map we had (1:950 000), even under the water's edge that goes up and down constantly (for sure it depends from where you look!) And we begin to be well trained, the gears changes are still coached for Thomas and Thomas who is proud of its 46.9 km / h downhill! As for motorists, are generally friendly at the moment towards cyclists. Here, essentially moving large 4x4, pickups, big trucks, large buses and numerous twin winded (to be translated by fans of Joe Bar Team).We attacked the second week of travel in the rain, it was inevitable that it happens but one day in the rain is not that bad and we are well equipped. Apparently we have a lot of luck anyway, according to Aboriginal we're going faster than the clouds? We have been able to get a big storm one night real sound and light show, which left us healthy and dry in the morning.

During this week we also got to try natural campsites Nova Scotia Provencial Park. And they are very natural, really feel lost in the scenery, toilets, showers over 1 km, no wifi, weird animal noises all night ... not seen any bears.
Just about wildlife: part 2 in rabbits seen on the side of the road, sounds of birds are not known, a few chickens, goats seen in a farm where we stayed, we had to do with mosquitoes, blacks flyers. And there is no comparison with home. What we put a good blow to morale, so it is fluff, unbearable. So we are moving it goes, but we can not ride day and night! Fortunately we met Gilles cyclovoyageur solitary, with which we drove a little stretch. He gave us his miracle product to keep until the next supermarket, obviously, there's that space that products that work, Cecile warned us ...



Anecdote still welcome people: one afternoon when we still had no supplies to Jean-Roch went to ask where was the next "convenience store". We ended up each with a hotdog and a coke in hand, chips and dessert to talk to a lot of people who had spread their sidewalk sale in front of the house. Jerry and Gin, Art, Charleen ... thanks for all and nice to meet you! And ... we are left with a lobster dinner. Message for Gin: we left the ice bucket at Spry Bay Campground.

A few words about the villages encountered in these regions. We thought we could stop often in villages on the way to the shelter of the trees, fill up with water from the fountain, washing clothes at the laundry, drinking coffee on the terrace, take the baton from the bakery ... In fact This behavior typically European does not seem possible, it must be endured. Here, between 2 panels spaced 1 km or more, there is sometimes a convenient store (grocery store), sometimes a gas station or an ambulance or a massage ... often a wooden church and cemetery and a few houses still Siding with impeccable cut lawn and a small Canadian flag. Between village is impenetrable primeval forest, interspersed with private lands perfectly shorn. In other words, if you want to pitch the tent in a corner or seen or known, it is not possible.

You ask us by email if we had a puncture? Well not yet! But against all odds, the attachment of the cart of Maëlle broke. System D to Quebec where we have the replacement part.
It is with great pleasure that we read all your many emails to each connection point on the Internet. Thank you all for your messages of encouragement.

Bye, bye
Marie-Claude

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