Sugar Moon Farm and Pictou Area

We got up this morning and drove to Sugar Moon Farm for brunch.  This place has won some awards in Nova Scotia but it is way out in the boonies.  Here are Karla and Rich reading about Sugar Moon Farm.

 

Here we are at the table.  Karla and I had Maple Irish Coffee.  Yum!!  We both bought some Maple butter to take home.  If it can be made with Maple they had it.  It was a unique experience.

 

This was very pretty countryside.

    

We went over an opening to the ocean and all of these cormorants were sitting on the old bridge posts.

In the afternoon we drove into Pictou.

This is a very old fishing town.  It is also where the first Scots came over to settle in Nova Scotia.  It is a very pretty town with parks with gazebos,

lighthouses,

 

a replica of the ship that brought the Scotsmen over here,

cannons,

and lots of old buildings,

 

and churches. 

Mike and Diane  joined Bruce and Laura for dinner before he went back to his broken camper.  Diane spent the night with Bruce and Laura.

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.

On my own in Port Hood

It rained all morning but cleared up in the afternoon.  I took the car to go check out the beach in front of the park but couldn’t find a way down so I drove into town.  I found the court house.

I got a picture of the Catholic Church that borders the campground.  The church is on the road with the cemetery behind it and then the campground.

I found the Nova Scotia Day Park and went in.  It had a beautiful beach and I walked most of it and found lots of sea glass, some shells, and some drift wood. 

There were also some people wind surfing.

On the way back I took a picture of this church that sat across the street from the Catholic Church.

Here is a picture of three of our coaches at this campground.

We leave for Pictou tomorrow.

To Port Hood via Mabou

We drove to Port Hood from Ingonish over much of the same road that we traveled in the car.  I didn’t take many pictures until we got past Cheticamp but I did take a few.

The weather was nice so we got some clear pictures.  This was a nice cove.

We followed Rich and Karla most of the way.

The road was steep and winding.

This house caught my eye for all of the things painted on it.

Just a dock with some boats moored there.

And a wharf with a boat.

I loved this sign post.  It really speaks to the region.  This particular part is Acadian.  You can tell because of the colors and the French words.

Just an amazing view of this rocky Cape Breton coastline.

This house is between Mabou and Port Hood.

There is lots of farm land in this area.

And interesting old homes.

We tried to stop here at the Red Shoe for dinner and music but it was packed to the brim so we had to go elsewhere.  Wayne and I went back to the camper.

The sun was setting as we were going back to the campground.

Another interesting old house.

This old house in Port Hood is now an Inn and Restaurant.