Sept. 24, 2018
Time to make our way home. Easiest border crossing ever in Calais, ME. A simple high five to the border guard and a ‘welcome home’ and we were in with all of our contraband. Took the scenic route through Maine and New Hampshire noting the White Mountains for next year. Bedded down in a quintessential New England inn in a beautiful, but prim, town.
Sept. 23, 2018
A nice hike around a tidal pond and then off to the Minister’s Island, only accessible by car for a few hours at low tide. Summer home of Sir Van Horne, who built Canada or some such thing. Fascinating opulence. On the way out across the bar we came upon a sand bound fellow island visitor. An intrepid team freed the car only to find the owner gone.
Sept. 22, 2018
Today we went by sea back to New Brunswick. Because I am a service dog®️, I was allowed to go to the main area with the peeps rather than riding in steerage with the car. I was thinking maybe shuffleboard on the lido deck with the Frobishers or skeet shooting off the fantail but we just sat in airplane style seats watching the Bay of Fundy pass by.
Sept. 21, 2018
We’ve come up with a slogan for the Canadian Travel Council, or whatever the correct entity is: ‘Canada, the cuisine of Britain, right next door’. Now, if one could live on beer and fries (and we have debated this at length) one would be fine. But anything else is betting against the house. Certainly a lot of very pretty churches around here though
Sept. 20, 2018
Our AirBnB in Mahone bay is a big old house overlooking a cove in the bay. It's rough around the edges, but it will do. We spent the day touring like tourists in Lunenburg, which is one of the 'must see' towns that mommy downloaded from the internet and highlighted on our map. Pretty town and nice local people contrast with the waddling bus borne.
Sept. 19, 2018
On our way across the province, we decided to stop in at the Queen's County Fair. This is a major event in the county and apparently (judging by the kids running around) schools close for it. We viewed the baked goods, and working animals, but best was the concession area with two choices: Tatoos or Bongs. Daddy worked on his rural farmer imitation
Sept. 18, 2018
After a slow morning at our luxury digs we went along the basin to Annapolis Royal, another of the many quaint little towns around here. It was foggy, and low tide so we saw a completely different view of the place as we walked on the waterfront boardwalk. We also met a shipwright who stopped his work to speak to us. So many nice people around here
Sept. 17, 2018
Today we went to the other end of Nova Scotia. I helped out by riding most of the way on mommy's lap. We ended up at our new airbnb, which is a converted barn above a local microbrewery. Our big living room overlooks the Digby Gut, a narrow space connecting the bay of Fundy with the Annapolis Basin. Back to huge tides. Here's me in the living room.
Sept. 16, 2018
A big hiking day for us in Cape Breton NP. Five separate hikes in which we saw babbling brooks, waterfalls, lakes, bogs (actually a fen) old growth hardwood forests, rugged shoreline, and even a Lone Shieling -that’s a traditional Scottish crofter’s house. What’s a crofter?, you ask. Well, they’re sharecroppers. We even learned how to fight coyotes
Sept. 15, 2018
After trading hugs with my new friend Meg while mommy shopped at the French bakery, we went to the National park for some hiking. Originally planned on the popular skyline trail but I was not allowed ‘for my protection’ (pretty sure we still have the shotgun for that.) We chose another trail and it ended up being amazing w/local history and views.