In the wee hours we could hear rain starting again, and in the morning we continued heading south, with the idea of camping near St. Peters at the south end of Cape Breton where a canal connects the Bras d'Or Lake system with the ocean. At a gas stop on the way I spoke with a young couple from Montreal on motorcycles. They have been on the road four days and claim it hasn't stopped raining on them. They seemed to be in good spirits anyway. The roads as we headed south were in very poor condition, even though they appear as primary roads on the map. We stopped at Colaiste na Gaeilge, an education and cultural center supporting Celtic culture and the Scots Gaelic language. No Gillespie tartan ties for sale, so we left no poorer. What would I do with a tie anyway? When we reached St. Peters it was early in the day and still raining. We couldn't think of a good reason to stop so we ate lunch aboard and headed up the east coast of Cape Breton toward Louisbourg. The roads were very poor: dodging potholes and frost heaves all the way. Camped at Louisbourg in the rain. The municipal campground is by the harbor with fishing boats at the pier. Very pretty spot, but still raining when we went to sleep.
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