Well, it wasn't a completely restful night. I should have brought my Ensolite pad up. Would have been more comfortable. Oh well, I got some sleep. Met the three cyclists for breakfast and we got off the ship together.
My rear tire was slowly leaking, so I pumped it up now and then. The four of us travelled together as fas as the Trans-Canada Highway. Stopped for lunch along the way.
The Australian woman, Joyce D., and I rode north from the Trans-Canada and the other two rode east on the Trans-Canada. We reached Joyce's campsite about 6:30 p.m. and stopped for a beer.
Then I rode onwards. Eventually had to fix my tire. It was going flat too fast. Arrived at Salmon Cove beach at 11 p.m.