Cape Breton Island

We drove across the mainland until we reached Cape Breton Island. We got to take a small ferry which doesn't have a schedule (runs on demand) and is totally funded by the province, which makes things run so smoothly compared to every ferry I've ever been on in the US. It rained most of the drive but as we approached and drove along the coast, it got foggier and foggier until I could barely see the curves in the road ahead of me. For the first time this trip, I was glad I was not riding a bike, since even the drive was pretty stressful.

We finally made it to our campground, grumpy and hungry. It was misting still, and we walked down to the beach to stretch our legs and breathe some delicious ocean air. It was really pretty.

Though the wet weather was a true coastal highlands Vibe, I don't love getting wet and staying like that. Luckily, the park provides cooking shelters and even super nice dishwashing stations so we didn't have to just get wet at camp. Overall, every campground we've been in has been significantly cheaper with nicer amenities than what we're used to in the US. The first place we stayed at even had free hot water, coffee, and a communal fridge with ice packs. These little things make such a big difference when you're camping for a longer stretch.

There were some other folks in the shelter having dinner, from New Zealand and Venezuela. They seemed nice but we ended up in a longer conversation than I wanted - I was ready to have dinner, take a shower and just go to bed. I went to sleep listening to the tiny raindrops on the tent.Read more