Andréanne had another interview to do today so while she was busy doing that I set out to look for firewood. Not a lot happened during the day, but once it started to get dark we went back to the first rocky beach she took me to. We found a good spot to sit, made a fire, and cooked up some delicious veggie dogs. I swear, cooking over a camp fire makes everything taste so much better... even veggie dogs.

    The night was great. Waves were crashing into the shore in front of us, the stars here are incredible and bright, and in the distance was a lightning storm that lit up the clouds far away. Quite spectacular. Also we could see 2 boats in the water that looked like they might have been talking in morse code. That would be fun to do.

    While Andréanne was doing more interviews, I took the opportunity to draw her a picture and do some reading. Then later on, I went to the coffee shop and met her for some food. Then we went to the light house area and watched an incredible ocean sun set. The colours were vivid and wonderful.

    Being the last night in Bonavista for both of us, we thought it only right to finnish the night where we both started; at the bar with Harv, Sharron, and Steven. The coffee shop had fresh pies and cakes made so I had to have a slice of chocolate cake before the drinking started. Then the night was filled with drinks and good times. The local drunks were out in full force and provided great entertainment for the night. Especially "Spider-man", who apparently spends many drunk nights in Bonavista. Haha.

    Finally the last day in Bonavista has come. The majority of the day was spent cleaning the house and doing laundry, but once that was done we went to the coffee shop to see Harv and Sharron for the last time. I'll miss them for sure. Hopefully I'll be back one day.

    Then we were off. The plan was to drive Andréanne to Bay L'Argent to catch her ferry, and then when the time came I would leave to catch mine in Argentia. We bade a quick stop in Clarenville along the way. I picked up another hat and Andréanne treated me to supper at Don Cherry's Sports Grill, payback for the ride to Bay L'Argent. As expected, the restaurant was great, and the nacho's were fantastic.

    We didn't arrive in Bay L'Argent till just after midnight. Being a very small town, there were no pubs or buildings open for us to rest in. We ended up just walking around for a bit and trying to sleep in the truck. I felt bad having to leave Andréanne, but once 5 AM rolled around I had no choice. It was very humid and foggy, and the sun was starting to come up. This last week with Andréanne was awesome! She's an amazing, and very smart girl. I'm sure she will do very great things throughout her life. We hugged, said our good byes, and with a tear in my eyes I drove away. I really wish to see her again.

    I arrived at the ferry just before boarding and once on I could think nothing other than sleep. I only managed to get about 3 hours, but it felt good. For the next while I just watched movies.

    Eventually I decided to explore. The area around the boat was really foggy so the ocean wasn't much to look at, but the wind was another story. In the open areas of the deck, the wind was so intense that it would literally guide where you walked. And walking into it was near impossible. Wow!

    I continued around the deck and met a guy named Chris. He is from Sydney, on Cape Breton Island, but was currently studying in St. John's to become an officer. Before he got on the ferry, he picked up a 6 pack and was looking for someone to drink it with. Lucky me! :P We drank and chatted, then went to the ships bar for a few more.

    Eventually he left to go sleep so I kept exploring. In the line to the cafeteria I bumped into a guy I had met briefly on the ferry coming to Newfoundland. We talked for a bit and exchanged our stories. I also met a couple from Victoria (Matt and Jamie) who were at a family reunion in St. John's. They were really nice and fun, and I ended up talking with them, and a few others they were with, for the rest of the trip.

    Soon we landed and it was time to find some where to sleep. It was around 11 PM (the ferry ride was 14 hours) so I didn't bother checking camp sites. Instead I drove till I found a church with a large grass field beside trees. I pulled into the field and slept in the cab of my truck for the first time this trip.

    Today was a killer day! I got up feeling refreshed and started driving along the Cabot Trail. The scenery here is amazing! Rocky cliffs drop into the ocean, and pine and leafy trees cover the steep rolling hills. Wow!

    As I drove, I passed a ski hill in Cape Smokey that still gives rides to the top in the summer. And I was able to bring my bike too! The ride to the top took about 14 min, and the extremely fast dual track runs winding down the mountain took about 1 and a half minutes to get back to the bottom. Good times! I talked a lot with a lifty named Eddie. He was a nice guy from the area.

    Then it was off to Meat Cove, the farthest point north on Cape Breton Island. The area is accessed by a dirt road and had a campsite, and maybe 6 houses. The campsite is grassy and terraced so everyone has a good view of the ocean and coastline. There are some over grown trails that are difficult to walk, but are nice, and a rocky ocean beach.

    I walked around and talked to 2 local girls. They were telling me how, in this area, there's a lot of fighting between the people. And not just yelling, I mean shootings, busting windows in cars, crazy stuff. It seemed to be the youth that were causing it. An older fellow, who came a bit later, kept trying to set them strait saying everyone's just got to be nice. He was extremely drunk, and had been for the past 12 day, so they wouldn't listen. In all honesty though, to me he was making more sense than the girls. The girls, and another young guy who also showed up, only seemed concerned with being 'gangster', and that there was no other way. I didn't feel threatened but it is really strange out here. I don't really know how to explain it. I didn't stick around with them too long.

    This morning I hiked one of the over grown trails called Little Grassy. It took about 20 minutes to get to the top, a viewpoint of the campground and coastline. Very nice.

    Then once I got back down, I packed up and headed out. Just down the road was a little coffee shop, so I stopped for a coffee and bagel. The owner was a really nice man. He gave me a better impression of the locals.

    Now to drive the rest of the Cabot Trail. The northwest part of the trail was full of steep mountains covered in leafy trees. Along the road there were many lookout points, and I finally saw a moose. It was standing on the road. The southwest side was more like a grassy lowlands area with rolling hills. It was more populated.

    Soon I was leaving Cape Breton Island and as luck had it, I arrived at the ferry to P.E.I. just as they were doing the boarding. So 10 minutes later the ferry was sailing, and not much longer than that I was in P.E.I. Right away I could see it was full of rolling farm land, potato fields, and cattle. The sun behind the clouds lit up the hazy distance. Everything glowed in light pastel colours.

    My first stop was Charlottetown. I parked and took out the bike to explore. Charlottetown has a lot of older stone buildings. And the harbor area was extremely nice and colourful. As I rode, some local guys called out to me to do a trick, but there was no where around to do one so I stopped and talked to them instead. They were nice and told me about some dirt jumps behind a store called Frenchy's. I soon found it. The area was in a large field and was full of nicely carved dirt jumps. Unfortunately the area was over grown with plants, but some of the jumps were still good to go. I played there for a bit and then went back to the truck.

    Next stop was at my cousin Barb and her husband Brian's house, in a small town called Kensington. I got to their place and was greeted with open arms. They have 3 young kids, Andrew, Melyssa, and Nicholas. Right away we had a camp fire in the back yard, and spent the remainder of the night getting to know each other.

    I woke up today to a great breakfast of bagels, eggs, cheese, and bacon. Yum! Melyssa was drawing this morning and was nice enough to give me a master piece she just finished. What an artist, at 6 years old.

    Barb had to make her famous antipasto to fill various orders, so Brian, the kids, and I, drove around to show me the sight. We checked out a light house on the shore on top of red cliffs, viewed the 'Confederation Bridge', and passed through many small villages and farms. P.E.I. is beautiful.

    Then once we got back home and had a quick supper, Brian, Andrew, and I, went out deep sea fishing with a friend of his. Deep sea fishing is great! The first spot we stopped at was swarming with small sharks (Dogfish), and one kid also on the trip was able to bring in a small one. It was about 2 feel long. In all, we stopped at 3 different spots. And together, we caught about 16 Mackerel. I also caught 2 large Cod, but aren't allowed to keep them.

    After being out on the water for almost 3 hours, the captain headed back in while we all enjoyed a beautiful sunset over the reflecting ocean. The sun itself wasn't visible, but the clouds were glowing vibrant colours. I wish I had brought the camera.