Last of the Novi bikers
August 13th, 2009
Last blog of the trip. We arrived home midnight last night. After Oona’s shifter blew apart we returned to Jim and Jan Cohoon’s gluten-free bakery in Port Williams. We had spent the night at their house and Oona and the Cohoon’s daughter Emma, also about to turn ten, had really hit it off. Jim and Emma offered to take us down to Digby, and Oona latched right on to that idea. Emotionally we were both done. So we took the ride, made the ferry across the Bay of Fundy to St. John,NB and waited on the othr side for Regina and Asher to come and get us.
A note on cars: On a bicycle, trying to share a busy shoulderless road with agressive, horn honking screamers can be a bit daunting. One really gets a sense of the inherent brutality and violence of automobiles and trucks, and how that power can turn normally gracious people into raving demons. All along the way we had the constant reminder of roadkill– mink, squirrel, sparrow, butterflies, skunks, etc.–all dead on the road, sans requiem.
