Month: June 2001

  • A parade, and the thunderstruck party, Mabou

    On walking to the local supermarket to pick up my pasta and tuna, I stumbled across the beginnings of a parade, with fire engines, floats, period cars and pipers. I returned to the hostel to fetch the camera, and went out to take some snaps. The roads were lined with onlookers. I marched all the…

  • Walking the cliffs of Cape Mabou Highlands

    It was an early start, to catch that window of sunlight before the clouds came over. Then, after breakfast, I went to the Whale watching boat. Sadly, the weather was too windy to permit any sailings today. The first hitch of the day was with an American, who had just spent six months in a…

  • Cycling to Meat Cove, sleeping in Pleasant Bay

    Margarit had asked if I would look after the campsite until Sunday. They were going to a memorial in Halifax, and would otherwise have to close the site down. I would get free accommodation. It seemed like a good bargain, and I would be able to catch up on all my computer work. The weather…

  • Bald eagles and lobster fishing in Bay St. Lawrence

    I was typing away on my computer from early morning. There’s always something to catch up on. I haven’t even started my diary – and that takes ages. I think the database is now capable of accepting photos and creating albums. However, I haven’t decided what to do about the main albums – for Canada,…

  • Immigration control – The Fortress of Louisbourg

    I had just managed to get my photos onto the homepage format in the computer, so I gave a very brief slide show. It takes well over an hour to sort out, compress and update the MySQL database for a day’s photographs. Jerry’s son was returned to his mother’s house, while we went off to…

  • Downpour and sunshine – to Glace Bay

    I don’t like being watched getting dressed in the morning. It’s very rude. After using my rucksack as a pillow, I have to unpack and repack everything. Soon, I was on the road again. There was a little more traffic, and it wasn’t too long before I was in the company of a Micmac Indian,…

  • The whale that wasn’t – Lunenburg to Halifax

    I tried telephoning Hugo in the morning, but he wasn’t yet up. His mother answered. I guess little babies can be quite tiring. After playing with Smokey for a while, I went into town to get some more snaps. By the quayside, I enquired about joining a whale-watching boat. It would leave at 1 p.m.…

  • Peggy’s cove to Lunenburg – twice!

    Scott drove me to a convenient junction on the road to Peggy’s cove. The first lift was with a gentleman taking his son to a piano lesson in Prospect. I didn’t realise it, but this was the alternative to the over-touristy Peggy’s Cove. A second hitch, and I was dropped right in the heart of…

  • Barbaque by the lake, near Halifax

    Pasta can only be bought in packets of 500g minimum, which makes enough for between two to three meals. So, I had a hearty breakfast. Bidding farewell to Satoko, I set off, taking more snaps on the way. I found a stationery shop selling plastic sleeves for my hitching, and they were able to give…

  • Dropping (and picking up) litter in Halifax

    5:30 a.m.! Some people really get up early! I was hoping no-one would appear until about seven. When people arrive, I tend to leave. The gentleman said hello on the way past – a pleasant sign. He even came round and chatted when I was all packed up. The early start meant I caught some…