|I think this covers all the roads we took, but some of them are definitely a blur in my memory. It was a long, long, LONG drive.|
|When we told folks that we did a 2,492-mile run in just 3.5 days, the common response was, "That's fast!" Yes, and the reason is that it was too danged hot to hang around the south. Our first overnight was in Oak Mountain State Park outside of Birmingham, Alabama, so that we could leave one of the back doors of the Interstate open for a bit of ventilation. Even with that, I don't think the temperature inside the truck fell below about 78.|
|Crackerdocking on the second night, temp around 70. Bliss to a couple of reverse snowbirds.|
|The Shenandoah Valley - always the scenic highlight of the American portion of this trip.|
|They had electronic tolling which they call EZ Pass but we had to get in the cash line because EZ Pass does not talk to EZ Tag, which is our Texas tolling system.|
|When what to my wondering eyes did appear but the largest Whole Foods I've ever seen. In Portland Maine of all places (it's a Texas company, so I thought I'd seen it all. Apparently not.|
|Dysart's at dawn, lined up with the big boys.|
|It's a full-service truck stop with home-made food. We ate, had showers, got propane (a lot of propane - our fridge had chewed through 3.8 gallons trying to stay cool while in the Deep South), and dumped tanks.|
|In Texas, we are mostly familiar with the Mexican border. This one looks a whole lot different!|
|Glooscap Campground outside of Parrsboro Nova Scotia. We got the best seat in the house. This campground is owned and operated by the town, at least for now. Like many areas of NS, its population is contracting, and the town is dissolving.|
|Parrsboro sits on the Bay of Fundy with its "highest tides in the world" claim to fame, and tides in this vicinity are about 40 feet. Here, The Engineer was timing the advancing water (his feet were submerged in 90 seconds).|
|Spectacular sunset. That turtle-shaped mass in the distance, left of center, is Partridge Island, which we planned to hike the next day.|
BlackRock Bistro in Parrsboro while waiting for the tide to recede enough for us to hike over and around Partridge Island.
|Close-up of the surreal tidal bubbles.|
|View from the "eco" trail look-off. That's Cape Split in the distance. A lot of people seem to be falling off Cape Split these days, just as people seem to be drowning in record numbers at Peggy's Cove. I suspect it's due to that "engaged" vs. "eco" thing again - "saying" instead of actually "being". Nobody fell off Cape Split in my day. We were much more situationally aware than that.|
^^ What makes a 6,000-mile round trip worthwhile by camper van is exactly that kind of solitude. It cannot be achieved in our part of the United States. Not like that.
The next morning, we struck out for my hometown of Sydney.
|A Nova Scotia travelogue would not be complete without at least one token lighthouse shot. This was the Five Islands lighthouse.|
|I saw more in three hours than I've seen in the past two years in the U.S.|
|We arrived in Sydney in good form and had our first family conflab inside our Interstate. Here's the next morning's sunrise from my side of the Interstate (view from my bed). |
-- Adventure to be continued. --