Nova Scotia

Thus far, Nova Scotia is more driving and less seeing. We may have been a bit over-scheduled.

We left Moncton and headed to Shediac for the sole purpose of seeing the world's largest lobster. As you might expect, I had to have a photo taken with it. 

 

From there, we drove to Truro for a strange natural occurrence, a tidal bore. From the bowels of the computer: "A tidal bore is a natural phenomenon where the high tide forms a wave that travels up a river or narrow bay, reversing the river's current. It's caused by the large volume of water from a strong incoming tide colliding with the river's flow, resulting in a single, distinct wave." It wasn't a wave you could surf on, but it was interesting, both as something that occurs regularly, and because it draws a regular audience. Click here to take a look. 
 
Moving on from Truro, our next stop was a distillery, then on to Cape Breton. We visited the Alexander Graham Bell National Historic Site in Baddeck, NS. Not only was he somewhat involved in inventing the telephone, he was also involved in Canada's first flights. Amazing guy.

On from there to hike in Uisge Bàn Falls Provincial Park. The falls may have been a little less full, due to the drought, but it was pretty nonetheless.




After the falls, there was nothing but driving. It was pretty, but the winding roads made for a long day. We made it to our place in Ingonish and called it a day.

Saturday morning, things looked pretty. This is the view from our porch. 


 

 And this is the view a bit further on.

 

Other than that, not much to see - only driving for five hours. We did stop in Antigonish for lunch and shopping in the local five and dime.

Lunch was meh.


I wanted these, but they didn't carry them in a size 13.


 We made it to Halifax, first visiting the cemetery where some Titanic casualties are buried.


 

Then it was on to the Canadian Immigration Museum, which was quite interesting. I found the Naturalization Act of 1914 somewhat amusing, listing married women as one of the disabilities. No wait. I didn't find that amusing. Really.


 I found this mustard description by a Dane quite amusing.

 
 

 Pizza for dinner, then to the hotel. After last night, and after driving today, I think we will sleep well.

 

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