Dashing through the snow ...

Dashing through the snow
Sunny, cold Sunday
Watching the greatest tides
In the Fundy Bay ...

OK, so this isn't the greatest poetry - it wasn't even tuneful, as we sang our way through Nova Scotia - but it sums up today, our last in this wonderful Eastern province of Canada.

We drove from Prince Edward Island on Thursday, in the rain, travelling around the Sunrise trail, past pretty farms and interesting little fishing villages, to Dartmouth, twin city with the capital, Halifax, on the eastern side of the island. Our ATC hosts, Wendy & Frank, greeted us with salad, carrot & ginger soup, roast chicken and dessert, making us feel very welcome, as have all our wonderful ATC hosts.

Fortunately, by Friday the rain had disappeared, and so we set off to discover Halifax in chilly sunshine. First stop was the carillon which commemorates a HUGE explosion in Halifax in 1917, when two ships collided, setting off a load of nitro-glycerine ... still the largest explosion in the world other than those caused by atomic bombs. It totally destroyed the town, killed hundreds, was heard miles and miles away - incredible!

From there we went to the Titanic cemetery, where many of the bodies of people who died in the Titanic disaster in 1912 now lay ... they're still managing to put names with some of those who were killed, but have been unnamed until now.

The Citadel stands in the middle of Halifax, at the top of a hill - rather like Edinburgh, where the Tattoo is held. It's still used for ceremonial purposes, but the cannons are still ranged around the top - the citadel is said to have repulsed the French, the Dutch and the English at various times.

On Saturday we travelled eastwards along the Atlantic coast, to the hamlet of Murphy Cove, in honour of Frances' in-laws (John's sister, Caryll, is a Murphy) and John's (Hi to all the Coves!) This was totally different country to any we'd seen before, but really beaughtiful - lots of pine trees and rocks. On the way home it started to snow - huge flakes, but tyhey didn't settle. For dinner we went to a Baptist church dinner - awful food! - followed by a "Bluegrass gospel" group - hill-billy style music that was huge fun, and had everybody's toes tapping ... certainly a new experience!

Today we set off in sunshine, which stayed with us all day, but we'd no sooner got out of town than the fields were covered in snow. As we travelled on, much of the roads had snow on them too - NOT easy driving! However, we persisted, and drove right around the Minas Basin, at the inland end of the Bay of Fundy, which is said to have the largest range of tides anywhere in the world - we were there to watch the high tide come rushing in, then around the other side we couldn't get over how low the tide was ... and it was only halfway out! We were thrilled to see this sight - have seen others in Wedtern Australia and Mont Michel, but this was the ultimate.

For those who've been looking every day or so for a new blog, this will be the last for a week ... tomorrow we return the Little Grey mouse to moncton, and catch the train for Vancouver ... we board on Monday afternoon, arrive (hopefully!) on Saturday morning. We're all set up with breakfasts and "things to spread" for evening meals, will buy lunches as we go - and if you're concerned, we'll wash daily and change clothes every day as we go, too. No beds for us, though - we sleep really well in our lay-back seats, and love having others around us. The train has the glass-top viewing cars we remember from advertisements in our childhood - we're rally looking forward to it! We'll be in contact before we fly out of Vancouver on 29 November.