Day 49-Friendly Nova Scotians and more RAIN!

Day 49 Saturday, June 26, 2010 Distance 69.31 km. Time 4 hr. 19 min. Total so far 3504. 32 km. The night was mixed with the barking of a dog mixed with the call of a loon. Denise and Wilfrid came over to say goodbye and wish us well. We cycled to Hebron and had to rush under a tree to put on rainwear. The people there were having a garage sale to raise money for 4 H. In town, at the fruit market, Blaine, who shares the same last name as our daughter Melissa, gave us a free orange and told us a story about his grandfather who went west for the gold rush and never returned. His own father later went there and met some elderly ladies who remembered his dad and said he hadn't made it rich and didn't have the money to leave so he settled down there. Yarmouth was the first city without a welcome sign. Dave came out of the grocery store and said he wasn't paying $1.39 for a little container of yogurt. I was waiting outside and met one of the local children. Caleb approached me with a mask on and I said he looked as strange as I did in my rainwear. As we proceeded to the bicycle shop, a car stopped Dave and Bryon, the town councillor, hopped out, welcomed us and gave us a pin of Yarmouth. Everyone we passed on the streets said hello. At Manser's Bike shop, I told Danny about Silver's history and we decided that the problem was not the bottom bracket but my clipless pedal. He put on new Shimano clipless pedals, and I took her for a long test drive and there was no longer a sound. Hooray! We also stocked up on more butt cream (we use a lot of it) and White Lightning lubricant and away we went. The only photo that I got of the word Yarmouth was from the Kia sign. We stopped at the metal bridge over the Tusket River for a snack and rode on to Arglye where we mailed a parcel home. There I photographed the Old Court House. In the marsh area we passed a display of Acadian haystacks and folks. We ducked real fast into an autobody shop and talked to Larry during the next torrential downpour and later under the canopy of a bar. Each time we would leave after it became a drizzle again. At one spot, I took a photo of Old Sainte Anne Church and across the street under a tree we met Michael, a tourer from Quebec doing this part of Nova Scotia in ten days. I'm glad we have good rain covers for our bags because he was putting plastic bags over his. We had lunch off the highway under the front awning of a highschool. We were told by Sandy, who stopped his truck along the road to see if we needed help, that the only motel would be in West Pubnico which was 5 km. off the highway for us. Off we went and guess who passed us on the road and stopped to talk. It was Ken and Lolly from the ferry ride a couple of days ago. We hugged and said hello. Yesterday they went whale watching in a boat and saw about 50 whales close up BUT they didn't take a picture or I would have asked her to forward me one. Finally we came to the Red Cap Restaurant and Motel and Helen, the owner, said they were FULL! The look on my face must have been awful because I really didn't want to retrace 5 km. again. I went to the washroom and during that time Dave told her we would go back and look for something on the side of the highway for our tent and that is when she said we could camp behind one of the units on the grass. Thank you Lord for generous people like Helen. After we set up we went in and had a haddock supper there. What a day!