The paved secondary road leading back to the main highway was great - it was smooth and had even less traffic. Its hills were not too challenging either, especially compared to the uneven biking across fields and , as an added bonus, my legs seemed to have recovered thanks to the respite at the farm. September is apple-picking time, and we soon...more
One of the nice things about the southern end of the Saint John River is that there are eight provincial ferries scattered along it and its tributaries to shuttle cars back and forth at no charge. Here, we approached the Evandale ferry, one of three that we would encounter on this particular ride, as it was about to land on our side of the river....more
The first ten minutes of our bike trip was spent on a rough gravel section of the old railway line whose rails and wooden ties had been torn up when it was abandoned, leaving just the bed for use by All Terrain Vehicles (ATVs) over the last twenty years. They, of course, leave two ruts from their wheels and this, combined with the bushes sticking...more
We started our bike trip at the small community of Oak Point, about a third of the way up the Saint John River between the cities of Saint John and Fredericton. That meant we had to cover roughly 40-km in order to reach the picturesque village of Gagetown, not too far east of Fredericton, where we planned to finish our day-trip. Known as the 'Rhine of America', this 673-km (418-mi) river is very wide in this part of its course as it approaches the Bay of Fundy, with many islands, both large and small, interspersed with marshes and coves as it winds its way through the boreal forests of New Brunswick.
The old railway line hugs the west bank of the river, mostly in parallel with old Highway 102 before the land quickly rises up to the forested interior that is now devoid of human habitation for many kilometers inland, since that area was taken over by the large Canadian Forces Base Gagetown in the mid-1950s. The railway was abandoned by Canadian National in the late 1980s, so it has just sat there letting nature take its course for the last twenty years or so. We didn't know what to expect, but were not surprised to find sections that were impassable, requiring us to divert onto the nearby highway. The 'yellowish' sections on the map show the parts where we biked the rail bed itself, with the 'blue' parts indicating travel on the highway.