Sunday August 17, 2014
Woke up to rain this morning, but I still did my walk. I love the smell of bacon frying as I
walk. I don't actually eat the stuff,
but it smells good. We readied Hannah for
departure getting to our eventual goal of Nova Scotia.
We head east from Moncton on hwy 2 as we enter Nova
Scotia. We stop at a visitor center and
get a picture with Rudy by the sign. It
is hard to tell he is in the picture.
Just like any kid, he doesn't face the camera so he looks like a black
blob next to Spouse. Oh well. The visitor centers have tons of brochures
and friendly people that give you good info.
They warn us that the road number has changed now that we are in a new
province. Too much for my pea brain to
handle!
We continue east till hwy 4, where we can take a side road
to avoid the toll. Keep in mind,
although we are avoiding the toll, our main intent is to get off the beaten
path and enjoy the scenery. Invariable,
toll roads are just highways that get you from point A to B. The real fun is straying from the main road. And since this road really doesn't take us out
of the way, why not? So off we go
through tiny towns. At least they are
towns on the map but there really isn't anything there! We pass Lake Folly, where there are a few
homes. We are looking for a pullout so
we can make lunch, but this road was such a quickie that we ended up right back
on the highway. At least it was after
the toll. But we did find a beautiful
rest stop where we pulled over. There
was a pond and it was totally peaceful... until we started our generator so we
could use our microwave. But that was
just a quick thing! Off to Halifax.
We continue east and south landing on Margarets Bay which is
a tad west of Halifax. Hannah looks out
onto one of the gazillion coves in the bay.
It is cozy and quiet and only about 20 miles from Halifax.
Once Hannah is set up, we decide to cruise the coast around
the bay to Peggy's Cove. We stop to see
a memorial to Swissair flight 111 that crashed offshore here in 1998. It is a harsh landscape with punishing
seas. It was a simple but sobering
memorial. Peggy's Cove is totally what I
expected to see in Nova Scotia. It is a
tiny fishing town with a scenic lighthouse that sits on rocks that have been
weathered by a gazillion years of wind and ice.
And at this time of year, there are lots of tourists. Near the lighthouse is a restaurant and
souvenir store. But a short walk down
are more artsy outlets. We watch how
pewter objects are formed. Some things
can be molded but for vases, cups and larger things, they must be manually
formed and finished. And it cools
instantly, which I found fascinating.
Each building is really a tiny house used for artisan displays. It is very beautiful, but touristy.
We decide not to have dinner there and continue around the
bay. Samaaaaantha is so annoying. It seems she knows the exact time I am about
to speak, and then she interjects 'in 2 kilometers, keep to the right on some
road she mispronounces. ' Since Spouse
is deaf, Samaaaaantha has to shout it and only one of us can talk at a time,
otherwise Spouse will fall out of the truck.
Then she will repeat it 'KEEP TO THE RIGHT YOU MORON, NOT THE MIDDLE,
THE RIGHT, CAN'T YOU FIGURE IT OUT? I
see a sitcom with a manic GPS as one of the characters.
Anyhow, as we wind around the bay, there isn't anything to speak of in the form or restaurants, and the next thing we knew, we were in Halifax. We ask a local for a Thai restaurant and were rewarded handsomely. It was great. We then walked around the waterfront. Big story about the Halifax waterfront, but I will save that for tomorrow.
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