Nova Scotia seems to me to be roughly divided into two parts. Cape Breton Island and all the rest of Nova Scotia. Cape Breton Island was likened to the Scottish Highlands by Alexander Graham Bell. Of course Nova Scotia means New Scotland, and this area has a strong Scottish heritage. Nowhere on Cape Breton Island are you ever very far from water. Continue reading The Cabot Trail:
Rising Water:.
On Thursday we picked up and began the move to the camp-out of our Plymouth Presbyterian Church. The first hint of something unusual was a streak of water across the floor. We wiped this up and looked in all of the cupboards for leaking stores. Finding nothing amiss, we shrugged and headed for Scappoose. At lunchtime Judy rinsed some lettuce and again we spotted water puddling on the floor. Only this time there was some lettuce leaves included. Oh-oh! Continue reading Rising Water:.
Face Lift and Tummy Tuck:
September of 2004, almost two years and 29,000 miles ago, we first moved into Arcturus, our Alpine Motor Home. We have had many adventures in that time. In 2004 we were chased south by the snow and the rain and experienced the 100 year bloom in the Mohave Desert. In 2005 we crossed Canada and then circled through the southlands in the wake of Katrina and Rita. Along the way we have collected several dings. Continue reading Face Lift and Tummy Tuck:
Neat Little Packages:
I am going way out on a limb, but I have a feeling that most people like to have their lives tied up in neat little packages. You get up about the same time each morning. You have a little breakfast, probably from a narrow list of favorites. You go off to some kind of work, solve many of the same problems, fight the same rush hour traffic and park in exactly the same place each evening. Continue reading Neat Little Packages:
The Sailboat Race:
We have a hypothesis that goes like this; “If you place two sailboats in the same body of water, add some wind and stir, a sailboat race will break out.”
Today we tested that hypothesis and indeed when Regal Jug, crewed by Gary and Judy found themselves close to the Cat Dancing, crewed by Sue and Phil Owen, winds were brisk and indeed a full blown race broke out. Continue reading The Sailboat Race: