Prologue: ..."Man, I've been looking for 10 years to find a girl who'll go dirt biking with me...I'm jealous". By the dude we met in line at the Subway. ============================= About 20 minutes into our 4 day trip the above quote was spoken to me by...well...a dude we met in line... when he saw us geared up. This was going to be our first multiday ride on the bikes together and the fact that we were grinning ear to ear on a Monday surely hinted that it was going to be a fun trip. We celebrated our 20th year together this year and have gone on many a hiking, kayaking and car camping trip. A new adventure always does a relationship a favour. My riding partner....aka Shiny. Our Ride: We decided on going to Prince Edward Island on Canada's Eastern shore. The island is now connected to the mainland by way of the Confederation Bridge. The 12.9-kilometre (8 mi) long bridge opened on 31 May 1997 (Remorselessly ripped from the pages of Wikipedia). http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confederation_Bridge Here are our XT225's, packed and ready to go. Leaving Salisbury NB, we stopped in Riverview for fuel and food. We took some side roads and the highway when necessary, getting to the bridge about 1 1/2 hour later. After a quick stop at the information booth and prepping up the GoPro helmet cam, we were on the bridge. Riding such a long span is a neat feeling but it makes for some pretty boring straight line video. Not realising this fact, we didn't take any pictures of the bridge on the way to PEI. There will be some later in the RR. Once across we stop to at a gas station to check out the maps. Suddenly a bike wisperer approaches and says: "Those bikes are perfect for the Island....When you see a red road, take it!" So, not wanting to upset the Island biker gods, we did. The only problem was that this road wasn't the one we'd picked on the map earlier so... Out comes the map again...(We've resisted the GPS purchase but the urge is getting stronger). The map checking would happen often on the trip but it had the side benefit of reducing the bottom tenderizing experienced on long trips riding XTs. Shiny's uncle had bought a piece of land on the Northwest side of the Island and we wanted to check it out. Having had a bit of a late start to the day we took the quickest route there. Our plans were to possibly camp the night there, but if conditions didn't warrant it, we wanted to get there early enough to find a campground. Exploring would have to wait till tomorrow. We stopped in Oleary along the way looking for a place to eat and settled on Vinny's Takeout. I'm sure they have some good food but I'd recommend that you stay away from the chicken. Something should've clued me in when I asked for dark meat only and the reply was: "Oh, we don't know what it is till we cook it. It comes prepackaged in a bag". After 3 or 10 wrong turns we eventually make it to her uncle's property. A great location along the shores of the Northumberand Straight. Unfortunately there wasn't a suitable place to put up a tent due to the tall grass and rain was in the forecast. A fun little trail (which I ingloriously wiped out on) with deep ruts led to the spot and we weren't sure what it would become if the rainfall was significant. We'd already scoped the area for an alternative camping spot so we rode a bit farther to Cedar Dunes Provincial Park and picked our site. Just then it started to rain. I quickly pulled out the tarp. (Hint...if you're about to throw out an old tent, keep the rain fly. They make a light waterproof tarp that usually have guylines already attached. Then we rushed to setup the tent..... Ahem....umm..Shiny...I said we rushed to setup the tent... Will you quit fooling around...I need the footprint to setup the tent!! What do you mean I can't come in ?!? (She actually said it). When the rain let up for a bit we moved the bikes so that water wouldn't pool in the middle of the tarp and it created a nice shelter. While sitting there a man walked up and offered us tarps and the use of his trailer if we needed to cook anything. I thanked him for his generous offer but I was still haunted by the chicken. We took a short walk to a nearby wharf and on the way back picked up a bundle of firewood. Even though there were quite a few people camping there, we only noticed one other site with a fire. A rainy windy night was still to come, but dawn would bring sunshine and the beauty of the Island would start to reveal itself.