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  • Day 24

    Lunenburg&Cape Split 👋🏼 Nova Scotia

    April 24 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 9 °C

    Unsere letzten Tage in Nova Scotia waren noch einmal ganz besonders – nicht nur wegen der beeindruckenden Landschaft, sondern auch wegen der herzlichen Begegnungen mit Menschen. Hier wären wir gern noch länger geblieben.

    Auf einem Weingut in Wolvesville haben wir eine Weinprobe gemacht. Witzigerweise hieß einer der Weine „Geisenheim“. Leider konnte uns nur niemand sagen, warum 🙃. Der Wein war lecker, wenn auch etwas unspektakulärer als unsere Weine aus dem Rheingau :) Das Personal war super nett und hat uns sogar auf dem Parkplatz übernachten lassen. So mussten wir nach der Probe nicht mehr weiterfahren..:

    In Cape Split haben wir uns einen 13-Kilometer-Trail vorgenommen – Gregory auf dem Bike, ich geflitzt. Die Anstrengung hat sich gelohnt: Oben angekommen, wurden wir mit einer schönen Aussicht über die Fundy-Bucht belohnt. Der Wind wehte allerdings so heftig, dass wir nicht lange bleiben konnten.

    Es ging also weiter nach Lunenburg – eine kleine bunte Fischerstadt. Dort haben wir Istvan kennengelernt, der Besitzer eines kleinen Lädchens mit allerlei Raritäten und Wunderlichkeiten. (Mitgenommen haben wir einen Teller in Form eines Fisches in schimmernden Regenbogenfarben 😅) Nach einem kleinen Plausch und einem Abschiedsdrücker, sind wir an den Strand gefahren an dem wir dann auf Jane trafen. Jane hat uns direkt aufgegabelt und uns nicht nur einen Platz an ihrem Häuschen mitten im Wald angeboten, sondern auch eine Dusche – und später sogar eine kleine Führung über ihr weitläufiges Grundstück mit Meerblick. Erst im Nachhinein erfuhren wir, dass sich in der Bucht vor Lunenburg eine Population weißer Haie tummelt.

    Unser letzter Stopp war noch einmal Halifax. Dort traf Gregory eine Kollegin von einer kanadischen Meeres-Koalition, um Kontakte zu indigenen Gemeinschaften zu knüpfen – mit dem Ziel, ein Forschungsprojekt zum Schutz arktischer Meeresgebiete im Yukon anzustoßen. Er kam mit spannenden Ideen und neuen Kontakten zurück. Wir sind gespannt, wie es weitergeht.

    Nun geht’s für uns nach New Brunswick.
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  • Day 9

    Breakfast treats

    May 10, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 12 °C

    Stopped in Jemseg at Turners One Stop Cafe for a big fatboy breakfast - Perry and I burn some calories so I'm literally eating for two these days.

    Just finishing off my 3rd coffee (loving this free refills ethos) when the lady 2 tables away starts a conversation...

    Janet's a super-lovely yoga teacher who's done some crazy travels herself, and we chatted about how things just seem to work out if you relax and accept them with no expectations. She seemed like a firm believer that you had to learn to tune in to the signs that were presented to you along each of our journeys.

    It was a good chat.

    At the end I got up and waddled my stuffed body over to pay.

    Except that I couldn't.

    Janet had jumped up and was at the till before me, insisting that she was going to pay for my breakfast! Not for the first time on this trip I was completely bowled over. I tried to refuse. I said it was in no way necessary, but she explained by the simple phrase which is rapidly becoming the subtitle of this blog : The Kindness Of Strangers

    I'm running out of words to describe all of these experiences without sounding repetitive, or saccharined. Am I just too used to London and Londoners, or is someone looking down on me?
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  • Day 9

    Monstrous Moncton

    May 10, 2023 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 11 °C

    Somehow the weather is able to drop 10° in an hour....I go from sleeveless top n shorts to 4 layers and trousers within no time, and if I'm not quick enough on the change it's bone chilling and hard to recover body temperature. So it was when I sailed into the beautiful nature reserve on the south side of Moncton and the gray clouds closed in.
    The plan was to wild camp here, well somewhere outside of the city, but I hadn't quite banked on it being just that....a city, a big gray, traffic-laiden city...the most populated in New Brunswick.
    A dark feeling had descended with the temperature. It just didn't feel right. Navigating roaring trucks and HGVs on 6 lane highways - where had my beautiful trails gone, the birdsong, the streams, the smiling waving people. I actually felt at risk. I had to get out of there. I bailed; over sidewalks, pedestrian crossings, dodging traffic and hoping there weren't any police watching, to the safely of Atlantic Motel on the outskirts of the other side of town. Time to warm up, charge up, and get a fat boy pizza delivered. #ruffinIt

    The next day was a nice fresh start. I'd dried the tent out overnight and rocked off early. A short stop in Salisbury looking for essentials and some bear spray in prep for this evening's wild camping... but no joy...every shopkeeper I asked looked at me as though I was mad - "Ain't not bears here".

    Onwards.

    I had a possible campsite in mind but its website said it was closed, still, worth a try, since I was only a little 1-man tent. When I arrived I immediately got a super warm welcome from Carrie and her husband Chris, who wouldn't let me pitch the tent and insisted I stay in one of their cabins, AND join them for supper! How could I say no?
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  • Day 30

    Erste Übernachtung

    May 11, 2022 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    Nach einem Tag Büssli vorbereiten und Einkaufen der wichtigsten Sachen, brachen wir am Nachmittag in Richtung Montreal auf. Die erste Nacht verbrachten wir an einem Fluss ganz alleine mit 1'000 Mücken und drei Biebern.Read more

  • Day 17

    La capitale !

    July 21, 2022 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    Le chemin de terre et de pierres se transforme, subitement : des fins graviers compactés, de la pelouse, des fontaines pour s'abreuver. En 10 minutes, on y croise plus de vélo qu'en 15 jours! Bienvenue dans la capitale du New Brunswick, Fredericton ! C'est une agréable surprise, les maisons très traditionnelles sont magnifiques, l'ambiance presque européenne.. dans un magasin bio, du vrac et des salades composées incroyables.. du chocolat aux morceaux de sucre d'érable... Dommage, avec la chaleur, il a fallu le manger en une fois!
    Nous trainons en ville, mon Étalon Noir à roulettes henni en croisant ses congénères par centaines..
    Puis, les badauds se font rare. Le gravier s'arrête. Un chemin de terre improbable et impraticable, de l'eau partout, des moustiques par milliers.. la route continue, Fredericton, tu étais bien jolie !
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  • Day 39

    What Really Matters In Life

    September 15, 2022 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    St. John was a fog and rain out but the place I stayed in was nice.

    My next place is a special one. I’m staying with my cousin Karen and her husband Gary for the night. I make it to their place in Whites Cove, New Brunswick. They have a wonderful place with tons of land by the water. I am warmly welcomed by both of them and we quickly catch up on family stuff. We talk about my trip and what I have seen and where I’ve been. I show them the book from my Greece blog and they love the idea of turning these blogs into books. The memories last forever and are easily read and re-read. Gary BBQ’s up some steaks and we sit down for a great dinner.

    After dinner Karen asks if I want to go to the club. Club? Out here in the middle of nowhere? Sure! We hop in her car and off we go. It seems that Gary has a MC club that he belongs to and they have a club house nearby. I am graciously welcomed by Tony (the barkeep for the night) when I walk in. I’m introduced around and we settle in for a night of socializing. Karen’s daughter Tara joins us, along with Gary and a few others. (Names escape me as I write this.) We enjoy a few drinks, chit chat and great company.

    There is a warm feeling that envelops you (no, not from the whiskey!) when you are made to feel like you belong in the group, even though you just arrived. That is the power of family. You don’t have to see them everyday but when you do time just evaporates and your one unit again. We head back to the house and finish the evening with some pie and wine. I head up to bed and sleep like a baby.

    The next morning I get up and Gary makes me a coffee. He has to set out early to pick up some parts in another town. Gary owns an auto shop. Karen gets up and we just sit talking away while having our coffee and me doing my knitting. I head up to get dressed and I come down to find breakfast waiting for me. I could get used to being treated like royalty.

    We have a bite to eat and then head off to see Steven’s house. (I’m getting a whirl wind visit cause I only have one day). Steven moved down here a little while ago and has bought a house with his partner. They are in the middle of renovating it. It sits on about 20 acres of bush. Once again, beautiful. The work they are doing is marvelous. It is great to see young people putting their stamp on where they live. The care and hard work show in the finished results. The gardens and the front deck look very nice and Steven fills us in on what they plan to do next. After coffee we head down to The Boot in Gagetown for some lunch. Karen, Steven and I enjoy a nice lunch while catching up and just visiting in general.

    We get back to the house and Gary has a surprise for me. He fixed my back windshield wiper. The spring was lose and would not clean the whole window. So while he was in town getting the other parts he bought me a new assembly and installed it while I was out and about this morning. Isn’t he just the best???!!!

    I get packed up and am ready to head out. Karen has stocked me up with one box of wine and one box of wine coolers all made by herself! Well, don’t I just feel special. These two have a way of making you feel like you really are special. They are just hard working, real people who don’t put on airs and don’t care what you have or don’t have. They look at who you are and whether you have a good heart.

    Well, I’m going to miss all of them! I’ll have to come back next year for a week. Who knows, maybe I’ll move down here in the future.
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