It's mid morning by the time I've packed up camp and made it back to the bike after spending last night on top of Erin Mountain. A long ride takes me through Corner Brook, Deer Lake, Springdale and Grand Falls-Windsor. With 350km left to St Johns I take a small road off Highway 1 towards a lake to find a place to camp. It's a winning decision as I find an amazing little marina at the end of a dirt road. I set up camp in a sheltered spot overlooking th...

It's 2am when the ferry docks. I make my way out of town and along a trail to find a camp spot that Rocky recommended. Its 3am by the time i get to bed but when I wake up its to spectacular views and a warm sun. I pack up camp and head in to Port aux Basque to find food, fuel, money and wifi. Full of all the above I get on highway 1 and take a picturesque 150km ride north to a Provincial Park. An hours hike takes me to top of Erin peak And I set up camp near ...

I get an early start and have the bike back together and running great around lunchtime. I call the Newfoundland ferry company to find out if they are running the ferry again and taking bookings. They have cancelled their route to St Johns and are running that ferry to Port aux Basque. However, they are not accepting new reservations. Not wanting to be stuck for another week I decide to ride up to North Sydney and see if they can squeeze me and the bike on. 2 hou...

Given the ferry accident will delay my departure for Newfoundland and that I still need to repair the bike, I find a cheaper place to stay that also has a garage. Carmen knows of an elderly lady who lives on here own down by the lake and should be able to put me up for a few nights. I pack up and make the short ride to Mary Smiths house. She has a quaint little cottage and best of all an empty garage where I can work on the bike. Her garden also backs straight on...

The parts of the bike are meant to arrive in sydney (100km away) at lunchtime. The Miners museum is not far from Sydney so I spend the morning down a coal mine listening to the horrific stories from an old coal miner. I head into sydney mid-afternoon to check if the parts have arrived. I had expected that they wouldn't, an they haven't. I'm assured they will be here tomorrow. Back at the hostel I meet Kelly (Boston) and Sarah (Montreal) and we share a...