Monday, September 24, 2012

The Cabot Trail Sept 24, 2012

Woke up to NO RAIN.  Partly cloudy am and sunny/partly sunny pm.  Perfect.  Ronnie was feeling much better today, so we took off about 9:30 to do the Cabot Trail.  We started up the East coast of Cape Breton and down the West coast (along the Bay of St. Lawrence).  There's the Acadian influence up here also (especially along the West coast).  Lots of French names and most everything is written in English and French.  Not as much Scottish/Celtic here on the upper West side. 

We stopped right away at the Gaelic College at St. Ann's NS.   They had a great craft shop with most everything made at the college and some beautiful handknitted sweaters.  I tried on some, but they just didn't look right on me.  There was one....a wrap/scarffy thingy...that I sorta wish I'd bought.  Tried it on and put it back.  Ummm...regrets?

Continued on up the coast stopping here and there for sights.  The little fishing villages are just beautiful. We were a little disappointed at the opportunities available to view this beautiful rocky coastline.  The trees had grown up so high, you couldn't see anything.  The views were more available on the western side.




There was one magnificant place to stop and walk out on the walkway and see a view from a postcard.  The waves, rocks and water were all just gorgeous. 






We stopped at Neil's Harbour for lunch at the Chowder House.











 A lighthouse/harbour/view/lunch all at one place.
 The waves were crashing on the rocks...



Neil's Harbour NS








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Moose #1



Moose #2
 




The road then turned inland across the top of the island.  Just climbing corkscrew curves, forests and, believe it or not....moose.  We saw two.  One was up in the forest and the other was right beside the road. 



It was a day to just drive (like we've not done that before!)  and look.    We got back to the RV around 6:45.  Ronnie is still feeling better so tomorrow we leave Nova Scotia.  It's a beautiful place, full of nice people.

 If we ever come back, we'll fly.

Here are other sights from the route today.










Giant Sea Turtle   lol
 


The Ceilidh Trail Sept 23


Today began with ….yep…more rain.  It appeared to be on schedule to rain all day, so we continued on with our plans. 

 

We had breakfast, showered, dressed and decided we had to have the A/C on…as loud as it is, it needed to be running.  One hundred percent  humidity and 72 degrees….oh…muggy. 

 

Prince Edward Island in distance
Anyway, we dashed to the truck and took off on the Ceilidh Trail. 
 
 
 All in all, it was not a very exciting loop.  The road came into the Atlantic on occasion, but more often, the road was inland.  We did get a view of Prince Edward Island off in the distance, drove through numerous small villages….not much going on at all.  Although, everything is beautiful here.

 


Cemetery
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Red Shoe Pub
 
We took this picture of Mabou welcome sign.  The Rankin Family is a renown family of musicians/singers and they are from Mabou. At Mabou, we took a picture of the famous Red Shoe Pub. The ceilidh didn’t start until 4 p.m. today and it was around 1:30 (by the way, the rain had stopped by then).   As I have Rankin cousins from Benton, Louisiana, plans were to talk to the Rankin sisters as we visited the Red Shoe Pub (they are the owners).  However, that was not to be.  Our timing was not right.  So we may never know if Fred got all his talent from his long lost kin in NS.

 

We continued on down the road to the Celtic Music Interpretive Centre in Judique.  There was a ceilidh scheduled there for 3 p.m.  So we decided to kill a little time and then go back to the ceilidh there.  We returned about 2:30 and the place was almost full.  We got a table near the front and watched as more and more people came in. 

 

This is where you really notice the difference between the two sides of Nova Scotia.  On the western shores, French is prevelant, Cajun music or Acadian music is the norm.  Here on the eastern side, it’s Celtic and the Scottish roots are definitely here.  Everyone is named Mac-something….MacDonald, McIntyre, McNamara.  And the accent is different.

 

Two gentlemen came in and asked if they could sit with us at our table.  We said, sure, and met them….Gary and Raymond McNamara with the lilt in the accent.  We visited a bit and then the show began.  Howie McDonald (of course) was entertaining today on the fiddle with the Celtic tunes.  Gary began to explain what they do at this ceilidh.  They do square dance sets.  Not our dosey-do kind, but the Scottish kind. 

 

We watched the locals do their version of a square dance.  Lots of it was the same as ours….no caller, though.  They just move through the turns from memory (and sometimes it gets messed up..lol)  The footwork, now, is something else.  More of the Scottish/Irish jig.  Loved watching them, but the dance floor was much too small.  He said it’s really to be done with only two couples, but many more were out there and it was really crowded. 

 

Howie McDonald played a few more songs and then they were ready to do another square dance set.  Gary asked me to dance it with him.  Now, actually, I was his partner, but some of my one on one dancing was done to the “corner” and he introduced me to my corner.  So…off we go.  It was a lot of fun.  I tried to adapt my footwork  to theirs and it wasn’t too hard.  The beat was almost the same….just a bit slower. I sure can't do it like they can. Gary told me what to do, which way to turn and who to follow and I only messed up and turned the wrong way once.   Fun.  But very, very hot.   No A/C was on and it was hot and muggy.     I really enjoyed dancing with the locals....  But I much prefer Cajun music and dancing….
 
By the time we left, it was standing room only and the floor was filled with people.  I have videos but can't get them loaded...sorry.

 

We came back to the RV around 6.  Ronnie is still not feeling good, so we’ll watch a movie or something tonight.  I hope he doesn’t get any worse or I’ll have to find a hospital, clinic or something.  And Medicare doesn’t work here in Canada….oooops. 

 

Tomorrow our plans are to spend the day on the CabotTrail.  It’s supposed to be spectacular.