Archive for October, 2006

Nova Scotia ~ Forges, Folkart and Fall Foilage


All our plans came together in an explosion of fall colour throughout Nova Scotia. But nowhere was it as stunning as Cape Breton Island. The weather cooperated precisely and our timing was right on.

Besides following the obligatory Cabot Trail route we made our way to a few remote spots such as Meat Cove in the far north, Sherbrooke Pioneer Village and lessor visited areas such as Kejimkujik National Park.
Although we would spend nearly a full month exploring this province one thing became quite clear, you would need far more time to see it proper – a lifetime perhaps. Nova Scotia certainly does have much to offer and I would highly recommend the experience.

This also marks the most easternly point of Venturetour 2006. Once we rounded the southwestern “French Shore” at Shag Harbour, we began our long journey back toward the prairies and our beloved Rocky Mountains.

We decided to return to Ontario through the U.S. via Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire and even a little bit of New York state. (That will be on the next posting). Hope you enjoy this small sample of images from the nearly 3500 kilometers we covered in Nova Scotia and Cape Breton and as always I welcome your comments.

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Blown Away in Halifax

While battling our way through 90KPH winds on the Halifax waterfront yesterday, a photographer from the Daily News caught a few images. You could imagine our surprise this morning to find the 3 of us on the front page of the paper!

It will certainly be a highlight of the trip. Here’s what it looked like:



Not bad for Friday the 13th…..

No White Dogs ~ PEI


Leaving New Brunswick on September 21st, we crossed the Confederation bridge to PEI, the longest bridge over ice filled water in the world. An engineering marvel with a Calgary connection – Straight Crossing Inc., the company who built the bridge was a Calgary company. Odd that such an incredible Maritime icon was built by a landlocked company from the prairies.

The bridge took us not only to a new province (Canada’s smallest), but also into new and welcomed weather. After nearly a week of rain in Quebec and New Brunswick, we finally had a picnic lunch in the sun of fresh caught Atlantic Hallibut and french fries cut from potatoes harvested that very morning only a kilometer away. This was in Victoria By The Sea, a picturesque little village only 20 minutes from the bridge.

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