Yes, the freeloading has continued ad infinitum, and I have remained at my lodgings with the Two Older Women. Apart from free food, there have been opportunities for socialising and, best of all, riding our motorcycles. The Fredericton area of New Brunswick is packed with roads friendly to motorcyclists; sweeping curves, little country towns, and always the gorgeous views and scenery.
One very enjoyable socialfest consisted of the celebrations for National Beer Day. Now, being an Aussie I of course enjoy the odd cold one, yet I was hitherto unaware that there was even a day of celebration for beer. Oh, the shame of it! It took the Canadians to show me how to really celebrate this very important aspect of Australian culture. Here are some pics of the knees-up. The hats, apart from their obvious class, were mandatory:
The entertainment was provided by this very acrobatic and intelligent dog, who spent a considerable amount of time trying to catch the bubbles. Despite repeated failed attempts, his tenacity and persistence was admired by all:
We went on a couple of motorcycle rides around the area. Here are the bikes in question:
On another day, I went for a burn with Triumph Rider, aka Biker 2 of a couple of posts ago. TR led the way through numerous picturesque back roads, carefully observing every speed limit, traffic light, and crosswalk. Alas, the pressure of this was eventually too much for poor TR. Indeed, I knew it couldn’t last, and in fact was probably doomed before it even started. Anyway, TR’s true colours eventually emerged; upon spying some bossy looking signs she willfully, deliberately, and in a typically contrary manner did thusly:
I had no choice but to follow TR to this parking spot, or should I say, NO parking spot. I mean, I don’t know where we’re going. My heart was in my mouth the whole time we were there. Luckily, no Police caught us in the act. Whew.
Close by was a paddock which contained another bossy sign:
– where we captured these views:
This country continues to delight me: the scenery, the people, the weather, all have come together to make this a most pleasureable ride. Thus far, it seems I have been travelling a little too quickly through each town – which has been necessary because the country is huge and the summer does not last forever. Therefore, I am fortunate to have spent some time here in Fredericton and to have had the opportunity to see the Maritimes in more detail. What’s the best part of Canada so far? Definitely the Maritimes!
That’s all for now. Next time I’ll tell you all about covered bridges, how we visited the longest covered bridge in the world, and the beautiful roads we took to get there.