North Sydney, Nova Scotia - July 24 - 27, 2015
July 24, 2015
We had a rather smooth sailing, as the winds weren’t too
bad. There was a little bit of chop from
time to time and had to watch our step some.
After showering, we went to get a bite to eat before the
boat docked. That was supposed to happen
at 9:30 a.m Newfoundland time, which after the ½ hour time change, ended up
actually being 9:00 a.m. Bev was
particularly anxious to see “the boys”.
As it turned out they made it through quite well, except for the fact
that they didn’t eat and signs of having thrown up during the night. We don’t know if the motion bothered them, or
if they just “missed” us.
We got off the ferry quickly, and were at the park by about
10:00. We all have pull thru spots which
makes it nice. However, still no TV, no WIFI
at the site, but we do have cell service.
We had the day to get settled in, then we drove around the
area and found a grocery store. There is
a “Hobo Stew” dinner tonight. This is
where we all bring a can or two of something to add to the pot. We wanted to get some diced tomatoes and
black beans to add.
After we got back to the RV Park, Bev found out that there
is Wifi Service in the Office and Information Center, so she spent a few hours
catching up on email, and updating the blog.
Poor Stan still didn’t have TV, but got the TV to work for the DVD’s
that we bought, so he watched “Dumb & Dumber”
At 5:30 p.m. we needed to bring our contribution for the
dinner, so that it could be added to the pot.
Then we returned at 6:00 p.m. for the dinner. It is amazing what a wonderful soup it ends
up being. Yum. After dinner, we were
pleasantly surprised that Mike, one of the members of the group, plays the
guitar and sings. He was great and we
all had such a good time.
July 25, 2015
The day started at 9:00 a.m. with a bus tour to the Fortress
of Louisburg, where we had a guided tour.
The fortress was an 18th century French fortress. Unlike a fort, a fortress was a civilian
community as well as military. There
were people in costume of the era. There
were men in wigs, women in hoop skirts.
They also had demonstrations for the children that came to the fort,
letting them wear hats, and march around – real hands on learning.
It was a huge place that had many levels of housing. The military men lived in a barracks that had
three people to a bed. One would be on
guard duty while the other two slept. They did not have a very good life – rations
were scarce and pay was low.
In contrast there were some large houses and apartments for
the higher level families. You could
tell which level you were viewing, not only by the size of the rooms, but by
the size of the gardens. The wealthy
didn’t have to worry about planting big gardens, because they had plenty
provided for them.
We were able to see a demonstration of the fife and drums,
muskets, and cannons. We also got to see the “iron collar” in the
street, where people that were punished had to be chained for a period of time.
People “actors” in costume where in the various buildings
such as the artillery forge and bakery, telling about the working and living
conditions during the time the fortress was open. To Bev’s delight there were animals – goats,
sheep, turkeys, chickens, geese & birds in nests under the eaves.
There was also a lace maker - they are able to make about 1 inch of lace an hour.
Lunch was served in the Hotel de la Marine. It was served family style and very tasty.
Once we got back on the bus, we traveled to yet another
lighthouse – Louisbourg Lighthouse. Stan
was beside himself with excitement.
NOT If he never sees another
lighthouse or garden, he won’t be too disappointed.
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Lace Making Demonstration |
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Turkeys at the Fortress |
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One of the two goats |
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Cannon Demonstration |
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Bird nests under the eaves |
July 26, 2015
Another day on the bus – we left the park at 8:00 a.m.
returning at 6:30 p.m.
We had a guided tour along the Cabot Trail – a 185 mile
trip. There were a lot of beautiful
views of both the Gulf of St. Lawrence on the west side and the Atlantic Ocean
on the east side. We went through the
Cape Breton Highlands National Park. It
was nice to be chauffeured, since the roads were narrow. The bus driver did an amazing job.
Stan was particularly excited about visiting Flora’s Gift
Shop in Cheticamp, Nova Scotia, were the first thing in the door was a
demonstration of how to hook rugs. Of
course, Bev was fascinated. She did
resist buying a kit to make a hook rug sampler.
We had lunch at a restaurant in Pleasant Bay. There were many motorcycles on the road. There were men and women of all ages. The weather was nicer than it has been, so
wasn’t too bad.
Continuing on our travels, we went to the Les Trois Pignon
Museum. It was a collection of items
that were all collected by one woman, who never married, and donated them to
the historical society before going into a nursing home. They also had demonstrations on hooked rugs
– this time Bev didn’t resist, she decided to try making a sampler – a
lighthouse – what else?
There were rugs on display that were amazing – especially
considering the amount of time it takes to make just one square inch. There were portraits of US Presidents,
Canadian Dignitaries, and religious pieces.
We took a tour of St. Peter’s Church in Cheticamp, Nova
Scotia. For the small community, this is
an amazing church. It even has a tomb of
the original priest buried in the lower portion of the church.
We got to stop at another lighthouse. The bonus at this stop is that they had an
ice cream shop in the lighthouse. As
though lunch with dessert wasn’t enough, we all had ice cream.
The last stop of the day was at the Keltic Lodge. This is a hotel, golf course, gift shop – it
also had restrooms, which is great since we had a bit of a drive back to the RV
Park.
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Hook rug art demonstration |
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St. Peter's Catholic Church in Cheticamp, NS |
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St. Peter's Catholic Church in Cheticamp, NS |
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St. Peter's Catholic Church in Cheticamp, NS |
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St. Peter's Catholic Church in Cheticamp, NS |
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Another Hook Rug |
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One more hook rug |
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Hook Rug Flowers |
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US Presidents done in a hook rug |
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Ice Cream at the Lighthouse |
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