I once again enjoyed the comforts of sleeping in a comfortable bed, and once I had eaten and showered the bike shop called to say my bike was ready for pick up. Mom and I headed back into Fredericton to pick my bike up, and returned to Woodstock to begin where I left off. My repairs came to 126$, and my shiney new crankshaft was in good working order, though the gear distribution is now different due to differently sized gear discs.
When we arrived back at the site where I had broken down, I retrived my bike from the trunk and began reassembling it roadside, just as a group of bike tourists approached. They were members of a charity called 'Bike for Bricks', and were raising money for unspecified housing initiatives. It started pouring again, so they decided it was a good time for a snack break, but I was ready to go, so we said our goodbyes.
I absolutely flew without the weight of my gear. I barrelled up and down hills with ease, racing down the highway at speeds unheard of on this trip for me. I felt unstoppable and I was in an extremely good mood. In less then four hours I covered the 100 KM to Fredericton over endless rolling forested hills. I made my way downtown Fredericton down familiar streets, and took the pretty trail system to UNB, before taking the backroad home.
It was a very fast and enjoyable day, topped off with a nice steak dinner.
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