Our predicted rainy morning is hardly so. Our plans to get our laundry done are best put off to another day. I begin hoarding my clean socks from Dave.
We have been waiting a week to have some lamb. The Normaway cooks it up deliciously.
Those little details come naturally at an established inn like this one.
Convertables are great for birdwatching. This shot was taken with the bird soaring about 30 feet above the car.
...are bigger than they appear. I'll remember this trick next time I miss taking a drive by photo.
Cheticamp no one hurt. One bad photo of St. Peters or St. Pierre's Church, the most prominent building in town.
This little globe in the upper right of this photo is our reference guide to where we may find ourselves. One of the many references I use as navigator.
355 meter drop to the sea with about 5 or 6 switch-backs - a blast to drive.
Near North Mountain. On the way back we narrowly missed a moose coming around a blind corner. Rosanne didn't even see it, I noticed a big black thing climbing the steep bank on the side of the road. A quick look through the back window and he was gone.
We didn't plan very well, arrived late and started the hike under gray skies. The hike starts with a 400 meter climb in less than a mile, on an old ox cart path. This is a shot looking down the path.
Rugged bay on the northern tip of Cape Breton. A dramatic view, even more so with the low clouds and patches of sunlight in the bay.
The only places north of here are Capstick and Meat cove. We will have to come back and spend a night here next year!
The path climbed up into the highlands very quickly. We found ourselves looking out across the sky at the cloud ceiling level. The little white dot in the lower right corner is our car!
At the very top, the cold wet clouds from the highlands were being blown through the a slight saddle of a ridge. We could the see the clouds boiling over the top of other ridges not far away.
We stopped at a general store and inquired about the hike to Money point we had attempted. We discover we could have driven around the other side to were we stopped, from that point it would have been a long walk out to the point. Something for next year.
Rosanne is descended from clan Mac Bean.
A treat from the road as we headed back for dinner. We also saw a second moose and pilot whales from the road. To celebrate our two moose siting, we both had chocolate moose for desert.