Day 7
Though yesterday seemed like one long hike in heavy boots and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, I woke up this morning feeling refreshed. The stiff breeze from the harbour may have helped.
By 9:39 a.m. I was touring the boardwalk along the harbour on my way to the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic. I only stopped 2,500 times to take pictures.
(Warning: Once I'm home guess what I'll be posting on the blog for the next 3 years?)
Once inside the museum I perked up even more.
I saw an amazing small craft called a goose boat. A hunter would propel it by turning a hand crank. Then I suppose, once he had approached a flock of birds, he could shot the living daylights out of them, then head home for supper and a night of stuffing pillows. Yes, that's the life for me.
I also so the interior of an old fishing troller, with four bunks suited for men no more than 4 ft. 8 inches tall. It was the sweetest cabin I have ever seen. I want one. I may turn my shed into that cabin. Though I'd have to add a few inches to my bunk.
Those two items were worth the price of admission, but there was so much more. (Yes, I have the pictures to prove it).
Later, I stepped outside to find a place to eat, and while touring my options along the waterfront I heard an announcement re a whale spotting boat tour.
Sign me up, I thought. Forget about the cost, Gordie. You sold birdhouses for this very purpose.
Away I went after gulkping down a hot dog and $2.50 bottle of apple juice. (Good combo? Not bad).
Time spent on the water has never been a waste of time for me. Not once in my life have I stepped off a boat onto dry land and thought, now that was a waste of my time.
Impressions:
When I consider the size of Ontario I say to myself, I'll never have to leave this province. Around every corner is another adventure.
When I consider Canada I say, my gosh, it's huge. How will I ever see it all?
When I consider the Atlantic Ocean (we motored straight out of Halifax for over an hour) I am in awe of the size of this planet we call home. Good grief, we're a small people on a gigantic globe.
What a lovely time we all had, catching lobster and crabs and feeding the gulls, though not one whale made an appearance.
No problem. I'll be back.
I want to see more of the East Coast of Canada and the U.S. I want to ride a boat out even farther next time, maybe on a troller with wee bunks just a few feet away from the galley and wood burning stove. I know what I''ll be looking for in a craft, to say the least.
Tomorrow is turn around day. I aim my nose toward Frederiction at about 9 a.m.
I'll ikss posting unless some kind soul lends me their laptop for 15 minutes.
So, until Wednesday, keep your line in the water.
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