With the easing of COVID restrictions, our vintage bike club was finally able to gather and ride as a group.
We met outside of town with the route down the coastal road and the destination of a small community called Blue Rocks - so named for the color of the rocks in the area.
One of our rest stops is in the parking area of a now-closed restaurant. As we approached we came upon a pretty violent car crash scene involving two, maybe three, vehicles. We could hear the emergency vehicles approaching so we got out of the way in a hurry.
Once the scene was under control of the RCMP, we waited until they gave us permission to proceed through the accident scene. There were 21 of us so we made quite the parade of bikes.
It couldn't have been a better day to ride along the scenic coast and enjoy the ocean breezes. Traffic was fairly light considering this was a civic holiday long weekend.
The tiny village of Blue Rocks is at the end of a road where a thriving sea kayak rental business operates.
These are some of the "blue rocks."
From there, we motored back the way we came and pulled in at the tourist town of Chester and had a very satisfying lunch at the local tavern. They have a very large patio area, and since they weren't that busy, they were able to seat all of us.
With our stomachs and gas tanks filled, we rode home on the same coastal road. All in all I rode about 275 km's (172 miles) but others came from longer distances to join in the fun.
We met outside of town with the route down the coastal road and the destination of a small community called Blue Rocks - so named for the color of the rocks in the area.
One of our rest stops is in the parking area of a now-closed restaurant. As we approached we came upon a pretty violent car crash scene involving two, maybe three, vehicles. We could hear the emergency vehicles approaching so we got out of the way in a hurry.
Once the scene was under control of the RCMP, we waited until they gave us permission to proceed through the accident scene. There were 21 of us so we made quite the parade of bikes.
It couldn't have been a better day to ride along the scenic coast and enjoy the ocean breezes. Traffic was fairly light considering this was a civic holiday long weekend.
The tiny village of Blue Rocks is at the end of a road where a thriving sea kayak rental business operates.
These are some of the "blue rocks."
From there, we motored back the way we came and pulled in at the tourist town of Chester and had a very satisfying lunch at the local tavern. They have a very large patio area, and since they weren't that busy, they were able to seat all of us.
With our stomachs and gas tanks filled, we rode home on the same coastal road. All in all I rode about 275 km's (172 miles) but others came from longer distances to join in the fun.
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