I awoke Sat to rain and more fog. I waited until late morning to leave for the rest of the Viking Trail and the ride up north to St. Anthony’s, hoping that the weather would improve. It didn’t help. 5 hours of riding in the rain, with the moose on the loose, did not endear Newfoundland to me. In addition, the cold that I had been expecting finally came and when it did… I was not prepared! After riding for hours in driving rain and 47 degree weather, I eventually had to pull over and put on more layers and my balaclava to fight the cold. The “weather-proof” gloves I had obviously didn’t factor the Newfoundland weather in and my hands were a wet and cold. To top it all off, after layering up, mother nature took over and I had to pee!!!
Now, you can’t just whip it out on the side of the road so I spotted a muddy gravel road going off behind a church and decided to try it out. Mistake!!! The road was in a lot worse shape than I could see and I almost ended up on my backside with the bike bottoming out as I powered through a badly rutted track. That would not have been good but I managed to maintain my balance and take a different route back to the road that included driving at speed through what I thought was a large but shallow puddle. WRONG! It was more like a small pond and as I drove through it the water proceeded to cover my feet. Only thing I can say about this is that my boots got cleaned… and wet 🙂
I finally made it to my hotel in St. Anthony’s and plunked down to bed after dinner. I was looking forward to my whale watching (try again) and iceberg trip the next day as I was now in the iceberg capital of the world that also has some of the richest whale feeding grounds! Good news finally!