This morning was spent sheltering from rain. Rain which was forecast to stop at 12pm, then extended to 1pm then 3pm. In the end I just had to brave it or I’d not get anywhere. Of course it wasn’t as bad once I was out in it, it’s just hard to leave a warm, dry, comfy hostel.
I took a short chain ferry to access a road which would keep me off the main highway again. Even in the rain the scenery of islands and inlets was pretty. No pics unfortunately, it was a bit too wet and I wanted to get a move on.
It rained pretty consistently and the scenery became less interesting as the day went on. I spent the afternoon lost in my own thoughts while staring down at the shiny, wet road.
I arrived at North Sydney wet and exhausted. It wasn’t a long day but it was quite hilly. From here I’ll be taking a ferry to Newfoundland, the final province, final time zone and terminal destination of my entire journey. It is hard to believe I could be home in as little as two weeks! I’m ready. I’m tired.
However, I think Newfoundland could test everything I’ve learned over the past three months; it’s renowned for its inclement weather, rugged landscape and remote communities. At least navigation should be easy, a single road will take me all the way to St John’s, from where I will fly home.