We crossed into Nova Scotia and drove down to the Halifax area, the last hour of which we unintentionally took the scenic coastal route to our destination of the town of Glen Margaret where we were to camp. It was a nice route, but not as nice as it would have been without the trailer in tow, and without being at the end of a longish driving day. They gave us narrow site, which I wasn't happy about, but the campers around us are all very friendly, and it's been a pleasant stay despite the close quarters. Just across the street from camp is a little cove called Long Cove which has a gravel boat launch where we could put our kayaks in the water. It was flat calm that evening, so we went for a nice paddle:
We left when the busloads of asian tourists rolled in. We went nearby to a memorial to those who died when Swiss Air flight 111 crashed in Saint Margaret Bay in 1998:
On Canada Day (July 1) we went to Lunenburg, a beautiful drinking town with a fishing problem. It has apparently remained relatively unchanged over the decades, and has been named a UNESCO World Heritage Site. I really liked the wrought iron sea creatures hanging from every lightpole:
The waterfront has a maritime museum, the highlight of which is a replica of the well known fishing schooner Bluenose. It's under renovation now, but several other vessels were sitting at dockside. Also in harbor is a fleet of more modern fishing vessels.
and a dory workshop:
Today we ventured into Halifax, where nearly a third of all Nova-Scotian people live. Much of the city was destroyed during WW1 when a munitions ship collided with another vessel. The resulting explosion killed 2000, injured 9000 more, and leveled 326 acres of the city. Nowadays it's a nice lively city with a thriving waterfront, home to the Canadian Navy, and a cruise ship stop. We walked the boardwalk, taking in the sights.