As we crossed this bridge over Bras d’Or, I just sort of assumed it was a freshwater lake. I knew we were inland at least a fair distance, and although I couldn’t see the end of the water to the northeast, I just assumed it was there was an end. Turns out it’s the ocean. Which I slightly suspected when I got to Baddeck and it smelled salty, but didn’t fully realize until I looked at a map. That explains the wind. And the lighthouse, I suppose. Biggest bridge I’ve ever bicycled on.
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