Day 60 (August 31st)

St. John's, NF

I pedaled my bike to Quidi Vidi Village and then dragged it up and down rocks to Quidi Vidi Cove, where I dipped my tires in the water and ended my journey. Something between 7000-8000km I think. I still have to analyze my route to be certain.

Soon, I rolled back down to Water St. and Canary Cycles, where I removed my pedals and bought a bike box for the flight home. I walked back to the hotel and picked up some duct tape on the way. When I got back, I disassembled the bike, boxed it up and wrapped up my panniers.

I had a few hours to spare before my flight, and I used them to wander about in downtown St. John's.

Passing through airport security, a pretty woman informed me that I had been randomly selected for a secondary screening. I could choose to have either a full body pat-down or a hand swab (yes, I said swab...) to test for explosives. I decided to save myself for the missus, and chose the swab. I'm happy I did so, as it soon became apparent that they were using the old bait-and-switch tactic and that the pat-down would have been performed by some dude...

Taken just after dipping my tires at Quidi Vidi Cove. The Atlantic Ocean can be seen between the cliffs behind me.

This was taken from the window of my hotel room. It shows the narrow entrance to St. John's harbour and Signal Hill (on your left).

This is taken from a dock in the harbour. Really, I should have just dipped my tires here. Instead I dragged my bike up and down slippery rocks to dip it in Quidi Vidi Cove... risking almost certain death.