To Pictou

We drove to Judique just down the road from Port Hood.  They had this lovely church on one side of the street.

On the same side of the street but down a little ways was this statue of a World War II soldier in kilts.

A little further down was this park with a gazebo.

On the other side of the street was the Celtic Music Interpretation Center.  Here is Wayne on the way in.

We went through the exhibits that included displays of all of the different kinds of instruments that are used in Celtic music and a video on how to play a fiddle with fiddles to play and a video on how to dance to Celtic music.  There was also a demonstration of Celtic music by a young man, Mike, who was really good on the fiddle.

We all had lunch at the little restaurant.

We were entertained by Mike and a pianist playing Celtic music.

The setting was as if you were in their kitchen complete with a spinning wheel, an old range, and these cats (stuffed of course).

 

We left there and drove back to the Canso Causeway in the distance.

 

Right before you cross is this park with a gazebo and a lighthouse.

You have to cross Pictou Harbour to get to Pictou.

Wayne bought some wood for a fire tonight.  Here are Karla, Rich, and Wayne enjoying the fire and the oldies music on the TV.

Even Trouble was enjoying being outside.  The owner’s daughter and the granddaughter of one of the couples in the park got in the cage with him to play.