Our rest day finished in style with a tremendous pot luck dinner. As the TDC staff had locked anything edible that wasn't in a can away we all brought stuff from the local shop and I opened one of the cans of chilli from the truck added some hot dogs and warmed it up.
As you will see from the photo the Chilli didn't look much and in truth it didn't taste like much either but we had a good laugh over dinner.
Sadly for the first time of the tour the pressure of the trip got to one or two of the group during dinner and after a long discussion regarding the benefits or otherwise of breaking in a pace line and pedalling down hill Randy and Tom fell out. It was like watching an old married couple having a barny, aided and abetted by the odd supportive comment from the rest of the group, but if anyone out there ever wants to cheese Randy off, tell him he's a poor decision maker and if you want to upset Tom tell him he doesn't ride a pace line properly.
It was fantastic fun just slowly winding them both up to the point where there was nowhere to go but the use of expletives, I have to say I was very proud of the way the group worked together to achieve the end results.
After dinner Tom rang Randy's wife and complained that Randy wasn't being very nice to him and worse than that I had apparently sided with Randy which wasn't fair, so could she have a word with him and straighten him out. A short while later Randy got a call! I hadn't laughed so much for ages.
Today dawned with broken cloud and a good forecast, the local Mozzy population had obviously found out we were about and were out in force so we hurried breakfast.
After only a few km we had our first incident when one of the group was very late with a signal and Tom ran into a hole in the road which caused a slow pinch flat. Unlike previous experiences the group all rushed to help Tom with his tyre change; well almost all, as Randy took time out to think about life and reflect upon the previous evening.
We soon had him back on the road and we rolled along into the town of Bouctouche where we stumbled across a farmers market complete with a band and nick-nack stores. We spent half an hour or so filling up on cake and I bought a bracelet for Georgia.
Our next stop was an enforced one as we had to walk across a newly constructed bridge and as we got to the other side we stood and watched at least 100 motorbikes rumble past. They were on a ride out from our next town where they were having a weekend rally, it was quite impressive.
The weather is apparently set fair and the forecast is for 25/26 degrees and high humidity tomorrow so it should be a great days cycling and its only about 50 miles plus a shuttle trip across a long bridge.
Onwards and Upwards!
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