For much of my ride the road through New Brunswick ran along the border with the USA and we were in covered bridge country. No horse buggies, though.

The Longest Covered Bridge in The World. (That's what it claims)

I said earlier that I thought the area around Ottawa would be a great place to settle. I have to say that Fredericton runs it a close second. Cycling through the countryside I could feel the stress leaking away. It is a land of slow rivers, green fields, and white painted, wooden churches.

Fredericton, New Brunswick
 



Eventually I noted that the river was becoming tidal; I was closing in on Nova Scotia

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