11 August –
We left Lunenburg the UNESCO Historical town and headed
around the coast and then on a highway to the Peggy Cove exit. We had a camp
site booked in this area but decided to drive down to Peggy Cove. This is a quaint
fishing village sited on a rocky outcrop on the Atlantic coast.
The large
smooth granite rocks, which the village is built on, were formed by a glacier
in the last ice age. This is a very popular tourist destination so there was a
large carpark from where you can walk the whole area. There is a tiny harbour
with old wharf buildings and cottages all around.A large lighthouse dominates the headland. Everywhere you looked was a postcard scene. We sat at the harbour and had a hot dog for lunch before heading back to the carpark via the local church. About sixty people stay here all year. It is easy to imagine what a winter Atlantic storm must be like in this exposed spot. Back at the camp for laundry and haircuts.
12 August –
The mornings here are misty, as we drove from Peggy’s Cove along
the coast and then inland to bypass Halifax, the capital of Nova Scotia. After
a shop we stopped at a provincial park at Porters Lake. Really just a
relocation day.
13 August –


14 August –
Nova Scotia has been in drought conditions with forest fires,
but to the relief of the locals the drought broke in the night with a drizzle
which turned into torrential rain. We headed north inland in heavy rain, across
to the Northumberland Straits, and decided to line up for the ferry to Prince
Edward Island (PEI). Our original plan was to catch the morning ferry the next
day. There is only one ferry running at the moment, strange as it is peak
season. (Must run to the NZ Interisland model) We had been warned that there
was limited space for RVs so we had a nervous 3 hour wait before we were
eventually boarded.
It is only a 75 minute trip but the ferry was chocka with
many RVs left waiting for the next crossing in 3 ½ hours’ time. The ferry has 3
car decks. The first lot of cars drive on and fill the deck. The entire deck is
then lowered down to the next level. The same thing happens again but this deck
is then raised a level. Then all the high sided vehicles are loaded. Very
clever!! Just off the ferry we found a
provincial park for the night. We got quite cold on the ferry so we have put
the heater on tonight for the first time this trip.
15 August –

16 August –

17 August –
The forecast was right. The rain started in the night and
got heavier after our pancake breakfast. We hoped to do laundry and bike or
walk to St Peters village but ended up staying in “Ernie” all day! I did some
cleaning and some minor repairs, we read and played scrabble and watched a
movie. This was the first “inside day” this trip.
18 August –
The rain cleared in the night and we left St Peters and
headed west along the north coast. More great farming country (wheat, corn and
potatoes) and fishing villages. At Green Gables we visited “Anne of Green
Gables” house. Further along the coast we stopped at Cabot Beach State Park
which looks out on the Gulf of St Lawrence.

19 August –
It was a lovely clear morning and, to our surprise, an
Airforce cargo plane flew over us and dropped wind direction streamers. These
were followed by 3 groups of 5 parachutists who performed many manoeuvres with
smoke and huge flags. It turned out that it was all for a kids camp next door
but the campers all enjoyed the free show. Before leaving we walked the beach
around into the harbour. It really feels like the end of summer in this part of
the world. It was only a short drive south to our last provincial park in PEI
at Linkletter Beach.
Our plan was to stay two nights here and then cross the bridge back onto the mainland and start our very long journey back towards the west coast of the USA. We can see the bridge across the water. We have a very strange couple next to us. She made bread from scratch including using a mixer and a small oven. Their camper is tiny. Where they keep everything is a mystery. He seems to be fascinated by camp fire wood and proceeded to bring many boxes of it out of every storage place in the camper, including the wardrobe, and then sort it all into more boxes which he labelled. Had trouble reading our books with all this strange activity happening next door.
Our plan was to stay two nights here and then cross the bridge back onto the mainland and start our very long journey back towards the west coast of the USA. We can see the bridge across the water. We have a very strange couple next to us. She made bread from scratch including using a mixer and a small oven. Their camper is tiny. Where they keep everything is a mystery. He seems to be fascinated by camp fire wood and proceeded to bring many boxes of it out of every storage place in the camper, including the wardrobe, and then sort it all into more boxes which he labelled. Had trouble reading our books with all this strange activity happening next door.
20 August –
We rode our bikes back to the town of Summerside along the
road and a cycleway. After a look around this fishing harbour town we found a
great restaurant/pub and had lunch. (Chowder for me and Haddock for Val) Back
at camp the guy next door took all the wood out of the boxes again and chopped
it up!! There was a lovely sunset over
the bay.
21 August –
Today marked a different part of our trip as we were now
heading back across this part of Canada and south and west across the USA to
meet Claire and Phoebe in Phoenix in a months’ time. Our plan was to cover at
least 350 kms today and get close to the Canada/USA border tonight.
It was a
short drive to the Confederation Bridge which links Prince Edward Island to New
Brunswick. The bridge is 13 kms long. There is no charge to go onto PEI so the
ferry trip a week ago was free but leaving PEI we had to pay a toll fee for the
bridge ($46CA). Our plan is to use the main roads and we made good speed along
the “2”. We continued after lunch and eventually stopped at a private camp 9
kms from the border (400km trip). The “Maritime Provinces” that we have visited
in Canada have been great and completely different from the other Canadian
provinces we have been in previous years. We will remember them for the great
little villages with white wooden churches, working fishing harbours, tranquil
bays and coves, farms and the feeling of peace and isolation.