2021-09-12

2021 The Taco Bell Tour

 Caroline enjoys camping and riding her motorcycle and we've been having fun since 2019 camping and riding together. Last year we stayed at a lovely little campground on the Sunrise Trail in Nova Scotia that sits on a body of water called Linwood Harbour adjacent to McCall's cove near Havre Boucher NS.  We enjoyed the experience so much that she thought to invite her son and his friend to join us for a camping only weekend. We'd ride, they would arrive in the cage, but we would stay at Hyclass Campground just for the camping experience. It was fun, and we thought it worth repeating this year as well. 

Now that's a fire!

This year Caroline picked the 11th and 12th of September to reserve the campground, but as she needed to sign up for a welding course she will be taking this fall, she had to be in Summerside while the boys headed to Truro to dine at Taco Bell, a simple matter of driving 2 hr 40 min (234 km) to Truro NS for this, then why not add in a stop in New Glasgow because it's on the way?! 

Le mappage du la google:


Day 1 - Charlottetown PE to Linwood NS
Day 2 - Linwood NS to Charlottetown PE
630km, 9.5hrs approx.

Day 1 - Charlottetown PE to Hyclass Campground, Linwood NS - Drive 354 km, 4 hours, 28 minutes

Charlottetown PE to Linwood NS
along the Sunrise Trail and Rte 256 NS

Meanwhile, back on the Island, Caroline had succeeded in signing up for her welding classes, and I'd managed to shift my lazy butt on down the road to "Not Anna's", our new name for an old local restaurant in Crapaud run by my friends Anna & Sandy, but they had retired and sold the restaurant to Bakers Dozen Donuts. It's been give a coat of paint and they've made some changes inside, but sadly the food isn't quite as good what Anna would have served. The bacon was wafer thin, you could almost read a newspaper through it. Oh well. When I finished up I headed up the road to get some gas and saw that Caroline had just pulled into Ceretti's and was on her phone to someone... Then my Scala started ringing to announce an incoming call, I wonder who would be calling me on a Saturday?! 


We topped off our fuel tanks, then headed over to the Confederation Bridge toll plaza to find that we might be following a large camper and truck over the bridge, but lucky for us they got confused and tried the truck lane only to change their minds at the last minute and opt for the auto booths, by which time Caroline and I had scooted up to the agent. "I'll pay for both, She will go first." to save her from having to tell us that she was only allowed to open the gate for one at a time. We may have done this a time or two... :)

It was cooler today than much of the summer, and I had done up all my vents in my leather jacket back at the gas station, but the breeze was ever so chill on my knees, and I sort of relished the colder air, as we'd had quite a hot summer this year, when it wasn't raining. Murray Corner awaits! 

Murray Corner, Little Shemogue, Port Elgin, then Tidnish Bridge
and onto the
Sunrise Trail

This little route of ours is so much nicer than queuing up behind a tractor trailer or an RV heading west on 16, one right after another, with cars packed in so you aren't able to safely pass, and have to follow like sheep. Baaaaaah!!! Sure this route adds a few more miles, but they are quality sMiles. 

We followed the Sunrise Trail until I whinged to  Caroline that I would appreciate a lunch stop at some point before we hit the campground itself. She is adept at skipping meals while riding, so it's my job to suggest that we stop before late afternoon turns into an early supper. lol. That worked out well as she wanted to stop in Wallace at McMahon's restaurant to see why their parking lot was so large. The East Coaster burger was appealing, as was their large selection of diet soda. I was pleasantly surprised that I could enjoy a diet ginger ale as opposed to the usual diet cola, and Caroline wanted to add a side of potato salad to the order as well. Fine by me. We placed our order at the take out window, and retired to a picnic bench to chat up some fellow riders that were out enjoying the weather and roads. 

The East Coaster

McMahon's family restaurant
 Wallace NS

After lunch it was back onto the Sunrise trail and Eastward towards Tatamagouche where we turned south on Rte 311 NS then east again on Rte 256 NS that I was eager to try as a means to avoid the highway and the coast. 

Route 256 NS

That was a fun little romp through the interior of Nova Scotia. For the most part that route is well paved and maintained, with lots of turns and elevation changes that keep you interested in the road and your surroundings. As you can see we managed to avoid taking the highway out of Pictou, but it was later in the day, and time to make some miles and get to the campground, or rather get to our gas stop in Monastery where we had planned to do our "Six O'Clock Charlie" and top off the tanks, get some water for supper and breakfast, and add to our meal with some dessert or similar. I guess Caroline's cell had lost service at some point, for she received a message while riding from Shamus to say that he and Daniel were at the campground waiting for us. Oops. We were still about thirty minutes out, but we had figured they might have announced themselves and registered knowing that we would be joining them shortly, but they chose to wait instead. 

Just after leaving the highway and now back on Highway 4, the Sunrise Trail, I spotted a sign "Sweet corn" and thought some corn would be perfect with the hamburgers we'd planned for that night, so while Caroline waited up the road for me, I swiped a bit of cash from her and headed back to find four kids sitting around a big pile of corn on a picnic table, eager to sell me a dozen cobs of freshly picked corn for $5. I strapped the corn on top of the tent and lit out down the road after depositing another $5 in their tip jar. :)

Waugh's River
as seen from Balmoral Road
Nova Scotia

We pulled up into the campground to find Dave in the office, and he was only too happy to take our money, offer us some firewood, and talk about the site we had reserved and the motorcycle that he had almost bought from someone in New Brunswick. Apparently his 1100 VTX isn't as exciting as an 1800 VTX could be. We chatted for a bit, then headed down to the campsite to start setting up. 


Caroline and I have our procedure down pat. Take off some gear, then get the tents up as our first priority. Caroline enjoys it when I do the camp cooking, so seems quite happy to inflate two air mattresses and our pillows, while laying out the sleeping bags. Meanwhile, I'd be setting up our kitchen and getting the stoves going, cooking hamburgers, ramen, chicken and rice, whatever we had on the menu for the meal. For tonight it was going to be the luxury camp stove that the boys had packed along in the car. Real pots and pans tonight, so I wouldn't need to fire up my stove all except to make some hot water for tea or similar. Maybe get something going for washup? We reminded the boys that having a tent up during daylight was a "good thing", and they efficiently set to work erecting the four person tend Shamus had bought on sale last year when camping here. They had that up fairly quickly, so we cracked open some bevvies and thought to check on the sunset for today... 

Whoah! Sunset was now 19:30! We normally start on supper while there is still light, but the tents were up and it was only fiveish, and Caroline offered to go canoeing with me as she knew I loved it, but I opted out as I figured that if we did head out, that supper would be made and eaten in the dark, and that is not nearly as much fun as it sounds. Thinking back, as a kid dad would always light the coleman lantern and get that going to shed light. I knew how to pre-burn a mantle and how to light those old lanterns like a champ, as we used them quite extensively while in the militia as well, but on a bike our lights were only headlamps and led flashlights, and while they work great in a tent or heading for the washroom, they tend to suck when eating at night. Sunset was was less than two hours away, so it would be a great idea to sort out what we were doing for supper before we lost our light. Caroline had planned for hamburgers and had sent the boys with a shopping list for them to get in New Glasgow where they had planned on stopping to check out a pawn shop in the area, similar to the one in Charlottetown where you can find Daniel most days. 

Daniel got to light a campfire for the first time, but only after I called off Caroline who had snuck in and tried to get the fire going herself. I'd prepared for this by collecting some dryer lint into a paper bag, then smushing a bunch of vaseline into the lint. You unroll it from the ziploc bag, tear it open a bit, get it lit then build your kindling and fire wood above it. Done like dinner. Daniel was very pleased to have the fire going, and it was better entertainment than a television set. :D

The hamburgers were fun to help out with. I got to husk four cobs of corn, then cut them in half so they would fit into the pot, and then slice up some onion on the dollar store cutting board that I haul everywhere with my moto camping gear. In fact, Caroline had forgotten to pack utensils, so we made do with my miniature weight saving tongs and spatula for the weekend.  Caroline had baked a loaf of homemade bread to come with us, so the four of us enjoyed cheese burgers with onion, fresh bread and butter, and sweet corn on the cob. Fantastic! All while drinking my "No Boats on Sunday" cider. After dinner, we boiled some water, cleaned up from supper, then put away the kitchen for the night, while Caroline got the marshmallows going over the fire and her chocolate covered cookies ready for S'mores, while I got some hot water going to share out the hot chocolate packets that I'd hauled along with me, complete with mini marshmallows. 

The sun sets over Linwood Harbour, Nova Scotia





The boys were reluctant to cover the tent with the rain fly, and Caroline was keen to swing from the trees in her hammock tonight, and I was completely out of cider now, so there was nothing left for it but to head over to the washroom, then roll into my sleeping bag for the night. Caroline figures we were in bed at 2115 and I was snoring fifteen minutes later. Hahaha. She ended up spending the entire night in her hammock and was quite pleased with the result, and bemoaned the fact that many of the prepared sights we went to had no good hammock trees available. But they have washrooms and showers... ;)

Day 2

Linwood NS to Charlottetown NS -  Drive 276 km, 4 hours, 54 minutes
Linwood NS to Charlottetown NS -  Drive 276 km, 4 hours, 54 minutes

Caroline plotted out an insanely fun route that yes, took us off the beaten path in favour of beating a path of our own south through Guysborough and into the interior, and onto secondary and tertiary roads to get us roughly back to Caribou Ferry in time for the crossing. I had so much fun on this trip that I bought her a new Quadlock cell phone mount (highly recommended by our friend Mikayla B.) for her motorcycle for Christmas this year to encourage more behaviour like this. Lol. Full tank of gas, time to kill, lets go explore!

Good morning! 
"Morning!"

This is what I woke up to in the morning, Caroline peeping out from her hammock wishing me a good morning in return. I'm still amazed that there were no bugs nor any rain last night. Lol. I'm not brave enough to sleep under the stars. I'm sure I'd be eaten alive or wet come the dawn. 

Let's get this breakfast show on the road!

Daniel and Shamus love the No Frills Smoked Bacon Hashbrowns, and our whole morning was going to be a leisurely breakfast featuring them, along with cheese, and some extra bacon. 

Daniel and Shamus love this stuff

We had this last year for our breakfast and they must have developed a liking for it, for it featured highly on our menu for this year. I admit, I enjoyed it as well. :)


We're on track for breakfast!
Come back in an hour or two!

I'm kidding, it was more like three hours... :P While the boys made breakfast, I retired to my picnic table to get a brew up going, tea for me and hot water for Carolines AeroPress coffee maker. 

The D-Power stove
The Lixada 750ml titanium mug with lid
The butane to lindal valve adapter
A 227gram butane canister
The MSR stowaway 1.6 L pot and lid
And...
A melted and useless piezo igniter. **Sigh

I've used this setup for a few years now, pretty much the season after Caroline joined me and became part of my misadventures. Last night when we where cooking up the hamburgers, the wind was a bit brisk and I used the windscreen to shield the stove. Well it got so hot in there and under the fry pan, that it crisped the piezo igniter, and it is sadly no more. I'll have to bring along a lighter for this stove now. It gets bumped back to backup stove and it's replacement will get used for camping in 2022. 

Crispy critter

Well, once we'd cleaned up from breakfast (brunch) the boys were off to Truro and Taco Bell for the trip home, and Caroline had this awesome route plotted that I was eager to try as well. The boys packed up there gear and set off for Truro again, and Caroline and I were ready to go, but it seemed to take a bit longer this morning to get our butts into gear.  We were out the gate but stayed to chat with Dave and his wife for a bit before finally throwing a leg over and heading over to NS 16 South and into Guysborough NS. 

Caroline chatting with our host Dave


Our after lunch saunter through Nova Scotia's highways and byways. 


From Guysborough all the way through to Greenwood NS 316 is a bit of winding lazy magic. I'm hoping we can add this in to more of our riding plans for this area. Have you ever retraced your route going the opposite way? It's a whole new road with new challenges. :)

All too soon we found ourselves back in civilization and hit the highway on the other side of New Glasgow where you get funneled onto the NS 106 if you are heading to the Ferry. We skipped out of the queue and filled our tanks and stopped for coffee at the Pictou Tim Hortons, then headed the long way through the center of the town on West River Road, that changes to Denoon Street, which changes to Beeches Road, and later on Three Brooks Road before it joins up with the Ferry terminal again. lol. It struck me as the same road the whole time. 

We were quick with the banter and repartee... "Two Prince Edward Island residents returning from a short trip, both vaccinated, lane 3?" (This time I had the right answer!!!) and off we went to wait our turn to board the ferry. 


One of the hogs had a hood ornament on his beer box. Lol.
A flying pig

We got our pink slip to avoid the lineup at the Wood Islands PEI COVID screening center, that announced to the world and to whom it may concern that we had met all the requirements to skip isolation and did not need to be diverted to the screening center queues and lineups. HOORAY!!! Now to wait to arrive. 

She's a bit tired today. 

Can you see why I love her? Such beautiful eyes. 
And she rides a Kawasaki...

And after an hour or so, we were back to our island, and homeward bound. Yes, they let us board first, and exit first on the ferry. I think Caroline and I were the first to arrive in Charlottetown of that whole passenger list. ;)
There's no place like home!
There's no place like home!
There's no place like home!



Catch ya next time! 














2021-08-26

2021 Fleur-de-lis, Cabot and Ceilidh Trail

Caroline on the Cabot Trail
Terre Noire
Cape Breton Island, NS

 There are many trails in Nova Scotia, and the most famous of these is the well known Cabot Trail on Cape Breton Island Nova Scotia. Caroline and I have been on it more than once, so for this short, three day trip, we planned to ride the Fleur-de-lis trail, then the Cabot and lastly the Ceilidh Trail, with a wee bit of the Sunrise Trail if we had time for it. Full size map of Nova Scotia Trails here

2021-08-08

2021 Tubing down the Oxbow River with Stewarts Tubing

My sister Wendy-Sue invited Caroline and I out to go tubing last year near Miramichi New Brunswick with Stewarts Tubing, and we had an absolute blast! We talked about going again this year, and it was easy time to decide that we'd love to go...

Stewart's Tubing

Day 1

Charlottetown PE to Wilson's Point NB

Drive 349 km, 4 hours, 25 minutes

Charlottetown PE to Wilson's Point NB
Safety first! The ear plugs go in. 
Caroline got some custom made silicone ear plugs and prefers them to the 3M foam type that she used to wear in her helmet. I've a decent set of them on my bike I always pack, but I can't wear them very long with my helmet and windshield set up. 

Almost ready to go... 

I had to stop in Murray Corner today as there was no one wading in the brook at all, and the scene was so well lit.

Scott Brook
Murray Corner
New Brunswick

Caroline took us via Shediac via a few back rounds or as I like to say, a route known only to her with lots of twists and turns. She made it fun until we got dumped back out onto the relatively straight road headed north on NB 126 that would take us north into New Brunswick and put us on track for our tubing adventure to come in Lyttleton NB along the the Little Southwest Miramichi River. 

We stopped for fuel in Rogersville NB, and decided that for speed and convenience sake, we would grab a quick meal at Tim Horton's, but we were quite happy to grab and go back out to the bikes and sit down to enjoy our coffee and lunch. I made sure to order a donut with my meal. (I don't get out much)

If I haven't already mentioned it, this road is pretty straight with not a lot that will interest you on a second run, so we glossed over it until we found ourselves pulling in to Stewarts where they asked us to put our bikes right up next to their "command n' control" trailer so they could keep an eye on our gear for us, which was very nice of them. They go out of their way to take care of their patrons, AND offer dog tubes... How cool is that?! 

Aren't they cute? 
Two Kawasakis
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly 

The 2006 Kawasaki KLR650
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly
The water levels were higher this time of year than they were last year, but I still spend a portion of my time walking instead of floating. Don't get me wrong, I still think of this as wonderful for a Saturday, and at $20 for an adult, it's an inexpensive way to get out onto the river and soaking wet! I had so many pictures from last years run that I wanted to take less gear, so left all that on my bike and brought only a hat and my camel back. Sorry gang! Here are a couple of pictures from last year's tubing and camping adventure:

For the love of God! Don't let go!!!
High and dry, I'm the anchor, can you tell? 

Mosby and my sister cruising on down the river

There were a bunch of kids camping next door to Stewarts at Red Rock Lodges & Campground, and if we do this again, I think I'd like to try staying with them instead of at Wilson's Point at the Enclosure camp ground. They were out on the bridge jumping down into the river below, and that looked like great amounts of fun, with the exception of one young teenager that couldn't quite work up the nerve to make the jump, we cheered him on, but drifted right on past while he worked up the nerve to go. When he finally did make the plummet, he arose from the water to the cheers of his fellow campers and the tubers heading back for a landing at Stewarts to hand in their tubes and retire to the changing rooms to call it a day. 

Your favourite couple

Isn't he handsome? 
Take your pick. :)


Kirk and Wendy-Sue

Caroline has a colleague that works in Miramichi, so we were going to camp the night at the Enclosure. But first it was off to the Atlantic Superstore to buy supper for the night, and to fuel the bikes up for the ride home in the morning. We bought our usual four litres of water, along with a baguette and some boil in the bag roast beef au jus along with some sliced cheese and chocolate for dessert. 

Back at the Enclosure Campground,  They sent us on a bit of a wander, but we found our spot, and with the showers and washrooms located handily, it was time to pitch our tent and get supper on the go, but first caroline had to sort out a turn signal that had done it's best to part company with her and the bike, dangling by the wires only. She was able throw it back into it's cell and lock the door on it. 

KLRs. The wrong sized wrench or bigger hammer. 

And I think that has it. 

Onion, garlic and roast beast on baguette. Couple that with some Radler and I was a happy camper. 
Literally and figuratively. 

On a side note, that cutting board is actually a large plastic fan or flyswatter that I cut the handle off of. It makes a super light weight cutting surface, much superior to a manky old picnic table top.
 "Hey kids! Who wants pine splinters on their sandwich?!" 
"I do!" 
"Me too please!"
...said no one ever. 

Caroline is tickled pink with her kick stand puck, an electrical box cover
The string gets looped up over your mirror, so when you are mounted and ready to go, you lift the stand, then reel in your catch of the day to be stowed away in your tank bag. 
Pretty slick. 
Think Red Green. ;)
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly

Day 2 

Miramichi NB to Charlottetown PE
Approximately 350km 
A very detailed map of the exact route we took home

We woke up, had a shower and packed the gear away, then headed into Miramichi to make our morning breakfast with Caroline's friend and her husband who was originally from Australia. I really enjoyed the breakfast time chat, and the food was pretty good as well at the restaurant that they chose, the Kingsway Family Restaurant. 


Right, so Caroline really wanted me to take a picture or two of her motorcycle in front of this sign. I have no clue why, but there you have it, mission accomplished my dear. 

Say cheese!

This is a picture of me taking a picture. The pressure was so intense, I mustn't mess this up! 
Get it right!
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly

I hate to say it, but our return home was anti climatic, but as always we had some fun and made it home in one piece. Thanks for following along with us! 

Cheers!
































2021-07-31

2021 Ye Olde Timey Sherbrooke Village Ride

 Our first ride off of the island in 2021, and a complete muddle. The rain on Friday was bad enough that neither Caroline nor I wanted to get started in that miserable stuff, and the forecast for Monday was dismal as well, so we opted to leave on Saturday morning, and planning? One minute it was to mid New Brunswick straight through the Irving Re (de) forestation project on 108, then Meat Cove on Cape Breton Island, then we opted for a trip along the coast of Nova Scotia and see where that took us. 

Joe McLane Blacksmith
Sherbrooke Village Nova Scotia

The map on Google Maps

Ze ole shebang:

Charlottetown PE to Sherbrooke NS and return
approx. 650 km

Day 1 - Drive 452 km, 6 hours, 30 minutes

Charlottetown PE to Sherbrooke NS
We finally did get away on Saturday morning, and I arrived at Caroline's place hungry, but in time for an earlyish start for the two of us to perhaps beat some long weekend traffic over the confederation bridge. 

I wasn't really feeling in the mood to snap too many shots, so when we turned the corner out onto NB 16, I asked Caroline if she wouldn't mind stopping at the Cape 16 Market for a late breakfast to which she agreed. 

Cape 16 Market breakfast
We've stopped here for a supper once before, and really enjoyed the food, so this go round it was the breakfast meal, and it didn't disappoint at all. The potatoes and onion home fries were perfection. 

Outside the building sits an older lady selling felt, some homemade preserves, and sweaters made under commission by some older ladies. There was a lovely white cable knit jumper that was beautiful, but alas, not in my size and if I'm smart, I never wear white. We bought a bag of her salad greens and a bar of her soap to whisk away with us, and provide a lovely salad for later that evening. Quite a lot of it is forage, so local to area such as mint and burdock leaves (I think it was burdock). 

 


This is Caroline's first multi-day tour on the KLR and she isn't completely in love with it yet, in fact, she still prefers her Honda Shadow, but that has a shifting problem and won't be on this run. 

Well what do you know? Caroline had found us a bit of an interesting route, the Old Pictou road that headed us in the correct direction, and seemed to be gravel which was fine by me, although my suspension needs some TLC so I was going to behave. No wheelies or messing around until I get the fork seals replaced at the end of the season. It was fairly well groomed, so we enjoyed the change of pace. Caroline hasn't done much gravel up to this point, and was looking forward to getting used to the loaded bike and how it behaved on the loose stuff. Me, I know my bike and I'd have no problems on groomed gravel unless I invented them myself. 

Heading south on Truro Road

Time to change direction and start heading towards Pictou... Err, south I guess, but with a hint of East to keep you on your toes. 
Old Pictou Road

There were a few more potholes further down this road than I was expecting and I was hoping that it wouldn't get any narrower as we sped along. The road got narrower, and less frequently used. A decent lane and half, but you'd have to yield to oncoming or lose yourself in the branches of the shrubs in the verges. 

Looking out over the Salmon River from Riversdale Road bridge. 
We'd decided that we were going to head to the Eastern Shore over to Sherbrooke Village, Nova Scotia's living museum for another visit as Caroline and I had enjoyed our brief tour there last year. when we spent our vacation doing a COVID circle tour of Nova Scotia and parts of New Brunswick The quick tour of last year was going to be repeated but this year Caroline was going to do most of the talking and I was going to keep it zipped, mostly. I'm in love with girl who likes riding and visiting museums, how cool is that? Okay, somewhere on NS Coastal 7 lay the village of Sherbrooke and our destination for the day. 

Riversdale Road bridge


Caroline had settled down to a nice mile munching 60 kph over this stuff, and seemed well able to control the bike, but every once in a while, I'd hear her say "Whoops" or something over the intercom. She wasn't used to so much movement over the loose stuff, so I challenged her to lower her speed to say twenty or thirty in second gear, and aggressively roll on while in a straight line. I figure she trusts me or something, for she roosted a time or two and I heard a giggle or two over the comms. Hahaha. Okay, time to teach this girl how to hop over some puddles, and maybe even a power wheelie if the moon and planets were aligned. 

"Caroline, when you see a pothole, I'd like you to roll onto the throttle again just before you hit it and see what happens. Cover the rear brake and if the front comes up, just push down with your foot and roll off the throttle." I could almost see her with her tongue between her teeth as she tried this a few times. Then she started aiming for potholes that were larger and filled with more water from the recent rains, and the giggling started again. I figure she was like a three year old with a new set of wellingtons and was happily jumping up and down in a puddle. Delighted that her feet were staying dry. Well, that isn't going to happen on the KLR, as the front tire parts the red sea, splashing both halves of it up and onto each boot, left and right, playing no favourites and soaking them all! 

So that had me following her for another 30 kilometres while I gingerly avoided that largest of the potholes, and she aimed straight for them and sped up!!! It was fun for both of us, after all. 

Dirt road Selfie time! 
Burnside Road
Destination, Sheet Harbour NS

That road was getting tighter and bumpy. I was thinking that with the recent rain, I might hit some patches of mud that this Versys wouldn't like at all, and from past experience I knew that while Carolines tires would be better in the mud, they turn into slicks as well, and I'd hate to see her struggle with that fugly bike loaded down for touring. I'd rather she experience that with the right gear and my sister's CRF230L, something a whole lot easier to pick up! 

Sheet Harbour Road
NS 224 Just south of Mill Lake

Just when looked like the puddles were spanning most of the road, it gave way from hunting camps and cottages to some groomed gravel, and finally, blessed tarmac! I had had enough of being bumped around and was very happy to take the lead and fling the mud clean off my tires! Still I'd take it easy before hanging off the seat until I was sure that slick coat of mud was gone from the whole tire profile. 

We beat it down the road into Sheet Harbour where we stopped in at the Info Centre and local museum to use the washroom ands take some snaps around the site of the old mill. They had locked the washroom, so you needed to queue up and sign the contact register to obtain the key. One at a time. I had time to view a few odds and ends, like this carved whale vertebra, donated to the museum by Mr. Arthur Turner.  


"I can fly"
Whale bone Sculpture
Donated to DMHS
by Arthur Turner
2005
The flowers out side in the garden were vibrant and in full bloom. Beautiful! A variety of the Black Eyed Susan I think. 


Just outside the views are wonderful. Just down the hill lay the river, and the site of the old mill, that had to be closed when a hydro electric dam was built up river at the head of Seven Mile Stream, part of the Malay Falls Flowage from the dam. I understand that the water levels dropped as a result. 

Sheet Harbour was home to Canada's first Sulfide mill in the 1860's, located on the East Branch River, and in 1925, a ground pulp mill went into operation on the West Branch River, the subject of these photos, and was in operation until destroyed by a hurricane.






Looking North West over the West Branch Sheet Harbour River
From NS 7


Looking South Looking over the West Branch Sheet Harbour River
From NS 7
I believe the old foundations of the 1925 mill are pictured below Highway 7 here. 




Gratuitous selfie time!
Photo credit: Caroline Kelly 

We did our Six O'Clock Charlie (fuel and food) at the Foodland in Sheet Harbour, and pretty much came away with four litres of water, some milk for my morning cuppa, cherries for dessert, and a salad to share between us that would go well with our evening of ramen and tinned chicken, with fresh onion. 

Port Dufferin Nova Scotia

Moosehead Cove
Moosehead Nova Scotia

Moosehead Cove Nova Scotia and Seal Rocks
Moosehead Nova Scotia


Moosehead Nova Scotia
She has to lead as I keep stopping for pictures.

Northwest Arm Brook

Caroline chose Nimrod's campground, and when we pulled in, they were celebrating Christmas in July, and I admit to being a bit disappointed at being the only kid that didn't get a sack of candy canes and chocolate from old Saint Nick. Maybe I was on his naughty list and would be getting a lump of coal later on? Most likely. The site we got was decent, although we were tired enough not to get any firewood for the evening, as once you start the fire, you have to stay up and watch it burn down, and neither of us were feeling particularly enthusiastic at this stage of the day. 

Driving in a few tent pegs
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly

I've been motocamping for a few years now, and I've grown attached to certain bits of gear. One such is a hammer/hatchet multi-tool that I bought at Canadian Tire years ago, it's sole purpose as far as I am concerned, to drive pegs into the ground at the end of a day of riding. What do you use for this? And before you say "my foot", I've a couple of bent pegs to show you. I really should ditch this and come up with something a bit more dual purpose. My friend Willie had an old adjustable wrench with a wee hammer opposite the jaw, with the handle end beaten into a tire spoon. I'd use that if he ever wills it to me. ;)


Anyhow, if I'm giving you the impression that we've got our shit sorted, I'd be lying to you, but when it comes to parking the bikes and getting the tents up, we are pretty good at what we do. I like to think that if their were on lookers watching us put up or tear down, that they'd be impressed with the speed and ease of familiarity and long use. In reality they would pull a beer out of their RV mini fridge and relax in their lawn chair to see what the wind had blown their way for entertainment, no doubt.  



We got a fairly remote site without service and off on the far perimeter which suited us well, and once the tents were up and we found a moment to relax a bit before starting supper. 


That plate is completely visible officer!


I think this might have been the first time i've had salad while camping.
Certainly in this decade. Caroline adds value. :)
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly

And thanks to her uncle Carl and aunt Mary, we had a tin of Costco chicken to add to our ramen for tonight, and finished off with a bag of fresh cherries, it was a lovely little campside meal.

Those dog food bowls have paid for themselves now. 
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly

So I've used a ton of different KFS (knife, fork, spoon) sets of utensils at the campsite over the years, but my favourites so far have been the GSI Cutlery plastic set that we picked up for about six dollars before tax. They're extremely light, durable, hard wearing, easy to clean, and they work like a spoon and fork should work. If you've used some camping utensils, then you know why I would say that. Caroline packs along her chop sticks and loves them, but I'm a mere tyro with them. 


Day 2 - Drive 193 km, 3 hours, 40 minutes

Sherbrooke NS to Charlottetown PE

Sherbrooke NS to Charlottetown PE

I slept well that night, and didn't find myself starting breakfast until close to 8 o'clock in the morning, but as Sherbrooke Village wasn't going to open until ten in the morning, we had plenty of time to shower up, clean up the campsite and get our gear stowed. I was very happy to sit back and have a large cuppa tea and some instant apples and cinnamon oatmeal to start my day. 


The Breakfast of Champions, 
and lazy motorcyclists.

Cherries with breakfast was an unexpected pleasure. I think we are going to continue this trend of adding fruit to our supper camping meals as it travels well, and really makes the meal. 

Mmmm! Cherries!

This year people were a bit more complacent about COVID, so there were more people in the village then we had experienced last year, but even then it meant we had a another lovely tour of the buildings. I won't say too much about what follows. 



Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly

Animals may bite!
That horse looks pretty sketchy too. 
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly




Looking south along Saint Mary's river
from the shore of Sherbrooke Village NS

North towards the Village wharf and shipyard

Selfie time! Or is this a Couplie?
Photo Credit: Caroline Kelly

And now into the village proper. Remember, it was Caroline's turn to do all the talking, so I took a backseat and too many photographs. lol. 






Joe McLane
Blacksmith
Sherbrooke Village
Nova Scotia




The women's suffrage movement seems to be congregating at the post office and print shop. 







Sherbrooke Drug Store


We ducked into the drug store and chatted with the museum guide who went on to inform us about the operation of the chemist in this small village. It was fascinating and entertaining. 









Notice
The law is in force against all fast and reckless horse driving on the Streets of Sherbrooke, dangerous both to man and beast. J.M. Mckeen, esq., Jotham B. Archibald and David McDonald, have been appointed to put the said law in force. 
The Court of  General Sessions
1868.




Outside they have some pens for fowl, hens, ducks etc. Apparently the doctor's wife also had a chicken concern in the village iirc. 







We had quite a talk about the steamer, the Steam Ship Dufferin, that would leave Sherbrooke bound for Halifax, it's passengers, both men and women lining the rails as it would set sail for the south. I was pleased to see a model of it later on within the village. 







The Steam Ship Dufferin








Above the general store was the photographer, where you can pay a small fee to dress up and have your photo taken in period garb etc. The studio camera then doesn't look very portable, does it? 
























The schoolroom











Simply to Thy Cross I Cling









The hearse











Wooden down spouts and eavestroughs






Our visit was winding down, Caroline and I opted to have lunch in the Village so sat down to sandwich on freshly baked bread with a lovely sticky date pudding to share afterwards. 

Chicken Salad sandwich
Sherbrooke Village


Sticky Date Pudding
One of Caroline and my favourite desserts
It was warm now, and it was about three o'clock before we finished lunch, visited the souvenir shop where we bought some wooden soups and the like, then headed north on NS 7 Marine Drive out of Sherbrooke, bound for the Caribou Ferry and home. 

Sunday evening, waiting for the ferry. 

We're getting pretty good at this "Leave via the Bridge and return via the Ferry" routine. In fact, we have it pretty much down pat. I can't remember what ferry we ended up taking to get home, but this picture was taken at 17:06 

I dropped my bike off at my apartment on the way through Charlottetown, tossed some clothes into a bag and headed off about a half hour behind Caroline to join her in Tryon for the night. 
The car is so meh after riding a motorcycle. Don't you agree? 


Sunset over New Haven PE

Cheers!