Day 60 Thurs- Peggy and Halli….

My routine is down pat….had myself organised by 7am for brekky….but just before we went we had a msg from Tim to say due to Highseas the cruise we were all going on was cancelled …

Sad for Jess but to be honest it was a reprieve for me so I could get my pics posted and then kfff the phone….my days were building up again…it gets to be too big a job if I leave them go too many days…

Anyway all sorted we headed to met Tim and Jess at a Coffee shop they find obviously with good reviews…and yep it didn’t look that great outside but inside was lovely…and the owners must have made their own food….John got what they called a scone…with blue berries in it….my goodness the outside was so light and crisp…I have never had a scone like this…I was nearly going to ask how did she get the crispness on the outside like it is…she also made a heap of hime made sausage rolls which she bought down after we arrived…by the time we went to go they were all gone…as were the scones and half the food in the cabinet display….there had been a steady stream of people coming in and our the whole time we were there….it was a shop really the position was basically in the middle of nowhere…no town just some houses and the Hwy going past….they must have a reputation because it was none stop while we were there…when I arrived I didn’t hold out much hope but it was lovely…I grabbed a bacon scone scroll that’s what they all were scrolls….not like our scones and all over the country they were similar not like our shape at all…

From here we started down the road towards Peggy’s Point where there us a big light house on massive granite rock…but before we went there we headed into Indian Harbour Lighthouse…it is a small fishing village founded in the 18th Century…..around 1780 ish….massive granite boulders started to appear ….I had noticed as we drove down here this morning that any land being excavated ready for building on…had huge round boulders being pulled out if the ground…what a buggar of a place to build on…digging down for cellars etc would be a pain…

What I didn’t mention was that every bay in the area is absolutely a mass of huge granite rocks it’s an unusual scene to witness yet extremely interesting….certainly lots to look at never a boring water scene here compared to sine if the lakes that looked the same after seeing one you nearly could say you saw them all….this is truly different, alive and artistic looking at every level…so enjoying this area…

As we arrived so did the sea fog roll in…making it very difficult to see the lighthouse out on a point… The massive kelp and seaweed here was very impressive… a big group scuba dives were getting ready to head out in the clear, clear ocean that looked very cold…the mist rolling in gave such a weird appearance over the area….the Rocky terrain around us was unreal…all granite…looked amazing…Jess and Tim had seen 2 deers as they arrived…I forgot we saw one in our way here today as well….
As we headed down to a Peggy’s area we took a wring turn which turned out to be a total bonus…the most unusual house on the edge if a bag that had been built up on wooden stilts to put a deck over the rocks…the wooden pylons were in a splayed affect into the ocean below….it truly amazing what a sight it was.. other little houses also in the bay made the scene again look serial like out of a movie set…

From here we drive down to Peggy’s Point Lighthouse….we were 1-2 ks from it..but it could be seen and John said is that people all over the Rocks…..my glory like ants 🐜 there were 100’s…. Like going to Lunenberg yesterday thus spot was crawling with people…

Getting a park before we even got out if the car was our first trail…..we last Tim and Jess walking out of the car park…..he told us to just keep driving around….we had followed a couple walking towards the cars thinking we might get their spot…cars were ducking and weaving all over the place….even big rigs with their massive caravans were trying to jocky to get a park….it was utter chaos…just as we were about to give up and head back out to the Hwy to try and Kari there which as we come past on the way in was filling uo fast as well… that couple we had given up on were just pulling out and we were able to slide quickly into their spot….Thank you Lord….so like the other ants 🐜 on a crawl off we set towards the lighthouse…

The scene of Peggy’s Point is like out of a movie set….thus very, very quaint old fishing village has such unreal character…everywhere you look is a picture opportunity…..and like me everyone is an amateur photographer…..100’s clicking away at the scenes….I bet if you asked a 100 people to put up there pics you would get a 100 different scenes because everyone sees things through a different lens….it is always interesting to watch people taking pics to try and see what they are looking at…
It took me about 20-30 mins to walk 500m up to the lighthouse due to the scenes around me…so much to look at capture and just look at…John had had enough of trying to wait and off he went…
The lighthouse itself is perched on top of this massive, massive granite rock flow….truly a sight in itself….plus to add to the whole scene the Sea Fog was rolling in here as well and getting thicker and thicker…added an unreal scene to the view…

(History

Peggys Point Lighthouse, also known as Peggys Cove Lighthouse, is an active lighthouse and an iconic Canadian image. Located within Peggy's Cove, Nova Scotia, it is one of the busiest tourist attractions in the province and is a prime attraction on the Lighthouse Trail scenic drive. The lighthouse marks the eastern entrance of St. Margarets Bay and is officially known as the Peggys Point Lighthouse. The classic red-and-white lighthouse is still operated by the Canadian Coast Guard, and is situated on an extensive granite outcrop at Peggys Point, immediately south of the village and its cove. This lighthouse is one of the most-photographed structures in Atlantic Canada and one of the most recognizable lighthouses in the world.

Visitors may explore the granite outcrop on Peggys Point around the lighthouse; despite numerous signs warning of unpredictable surf (including one on a bronze plaque on the lighthouse itself), several visitors each year are swept off the rocks by waves, sometimes drowning.

The first lighthouse at Peggys Cove was built in 1868 and was a wooden house with a beacon on the roof. At sundown, the keeper lit a kerosene oil lamp magnified by a catoptric reflector (a silver-plated mirror) creating the red beacon light marking the eastern entrance to St. Margarets Bay. That lighthouse was replaced by the current structure, an octagonal lighthouse which was built in 1914. It is made of reinforced concrete but retains the eight-sided shape of earlier generations of wooden light towers. It stands almost 15 metres (49 ft) high. The old wooden lighthouse became the keeper's dwelling and remained near to the current lighthouse until it was damaged by Hurricane Edna in 1954 and was removed. The lighthouse was automated in 1958. Since then, the red light was changed to white light, then to a green light in the late 1970s. Finally to conform to world standards the light was changed to red in 2007.

The lighthouse used to contain a small Canada Post office in the lower level during the summer months serving as the village post office where visitors could send postcards and letters. Each piece of mail received a special cancellation mark in the shape of the lighthouse. However Canada Post closed the lighthouse post office in November 2009 citing mold growth as a safety hazard.[5] The lighthouse at Peggys Cove was declared surplus by the Canadian Coast Guard in June 2010, along with almost all lighthouses in Canada. The lighthouse had until May 29, 2012 to be nominated under the Heritage Lighthouse Protection Act by a group willing to look after it, or the lighthouse will face disposal. The province of Nova Scotia has discussed taking ownership but has not made a decision.[6] In 2015, 74 lighthouses were listed which will be preserved under the Heritage Lighthouse Protection Act but they did not include Peggy's Cove.)

This story above talks about people being washed into the ocean…while we sat with Tim and Jess on an outer part of the granite flow…we watched this guy taking ours very close to the waters edge…the tide had turned and the water was starting to hit quite heavily against the rocks around the edge…we all sat with baited breath thinking any moment this guy is going to get swept away with a powerful wave coming in…fortunately he didn’t….. but honestly I don’t think he really saw the danger he had out himself in….it was scary to watch him….there were people everywhere and I know so many hate having people in their pictures and fir myself I will often try and wait fir an opportunity to get a shot without 1,000’s in my shot…but in saying that most times I just click away with the 1,000’s they can add to the character of the shot…and often when they are coming up in our lounge room slide show we have going at home you often see funny sights you never even noticed the day of taking the shot..funny shits because of what people can often be doing when you capture it…plus if you really want to get rid of people of it’s only a few in the scene you can PhotoShop them out….very rarely do I do that…

Anyway we had enjoyed our time, so decided to get some lunch…we were very fortunate to actually get a table at the restaurant right at the lighthouse…by the time we had finished our lunch the line up to get a table was a mile long…glad we got it when we did…

So having finished here after I clicked some more scenes because now with the sea fog so thick the scene looked different…of we set for Terrace Lighthouse only once we got to the spot…it was impossible to get to as private roads all around the area stopped you from going to the point to see it…the bay we pulled up in had dozens of people swimming in it…brave souks I thought looked very cold…and Tim to,d us later that they put their feet in and it was truly freezing below 10c 🥶🥶🥶🥶…. All of Canada were bracing for a heat wave today everyone was complaining how hot it was and it was about 28-29c 🤔🤔🤪🤪…. I actually had a coat on all day…but I am the exception I guess…

Not finding the lighthouse and needing to get into Halifax we said goodbye to Tim and Jess and headed into the city…the drive back wasn’t as long as I thought it would be thank goodness ….

We parked by the wharf area which turned out to be free at present not sure why but it was…then off we set on foot to look at the waterfront….was thus a happening place as well…action everywhere…it is peak time for their summer holidays here so yep people everywhere… I spotted the Rum Cake shop I had read about this shop in some of the brochures…so we sat down had a cuppa and a small rum cake…I don’t think the one we had was the actual rum cake as it had cream and was a cupcake…but the icing did taste like rum…anyway you can’t win them all…while here there were stories on the walls of the rum runners and about the Real McCoy…

So here are some if this stories…
( The Real McCoy
William Frederick "Bill" McCoy (August 17, 1877 – December 30, 1948), was an American sea captain and rum-runner during the Prohibition in the United States. In pursuing the trade of smuggling alcohol from the Bahamas to the Eastern Seaboard, Capt. McCoy, found a role model in John Hancock of pre-revolutionary Boston and considered himself an "honest lawbreaker." McCoy took pride in the fact that he never paid a cent to organized crime, politicians, or law enforcement for protection.[1] Unlike many operations that illegally produced and smuggled alcohol for consumption during Prohibition, McCoy sold his merchandise unadulterated, uncut and clean.

McCoy was born in Syracuse, New York in 1877 to a Scottish-American family. He had a brother Ben, five years older, and a sister Violet, five years younger. His father, also William McCoy, was a brick mason who had been in the Union Navy during the American Civil War, serving on the blockade of Southern coasts.[3] Bill McCoy attended the Pennsylvania Nautical School on board the then USS Saratoga in Philadelphia, graduating in 1895 first in his class.[4][5] He later served as mate and quartermaster on various vessels including the P & O steamer Olivette, which was in Havana, Cuba when the USS Maine exploded in 1898.

Around 1900, the McCoy family moved to a small Florida town named Holly Hill, just north of Daytona Beach. Bill and his brother Ben operated a motor boat service and a boat yard in Holly Hill and Jacksonville . By 1918, having constructed vessels for millionaire customers that included Andrew Carnegie and the Vanderbilts among others, McCoy earned a reputation for being a skilled yacht builder. During Prohibition (1920–33), the McCoy brothers fell on hard times. Their excursion and freight business could not compete with the new highways and buses being built up and down the coast and across Florida. Needing money, the two brothers made a decision to go into rum-running. They sold the assets of their business, traveled to Gloucester, Massachusetts, and bought the schooner Henry L. Marshall.

McCoy then began to smuggle whisky into the U.S., traveling from Nassau and Bimini in the Bahamas to the east coast of the United States, spending most time dealing on "Rum Row" off New Jersey. After a few successful trips smuggling liquor off the coast of the United States, Bill McCoy had enough money to buy the schooner Arethusa. Placing the schooner under British registry to avoid being US jurisdiction, Bill renamed the vessel Tomoka (after the river that runs through his hometown Holly Hill).

McCoy made a number of successful trips aboard the Tomoka, and – along with the Henry L. Marshall and up to five other vessels – became a household name through his smuggling activities. Capt. McCoy mostly hauled Rye, Irish and Canadian whisky as well as other fine liquors and wines. He is credited with inventing the "burlock" – a package holding six bottles jacketed in straw, three on the bottom, then two, then one, the whole sewed tightly in burlap. It was compact and easy to handle and stow. These were generally known in the Coast Guard as "sacks."
McCoy also became an enemy of the U.S. Government and organized crime. When the Coast Guard discovered McCoy, he established the system of anchoring large ships off the coast in international waters and selling liquor to smaller ships that transferred it to the shore. McCoy also smuggled liquor and spirits from the French islands of Saint-Pierre and Miquelon located south of Newfoundland.)

Having read the info and revived on a cuppa off we set looking around…There we’re a number of old ships moored at the waterfront in front if the Maritime Museum they were truly in beautiful repair…all painted up and looking very slick…lots of history about the Rum Runners along the water front…there were people coming and going…Ferry’s with the most unusual nob in the top of them going up and down the waterfront…a tall ship coming back in…And amphibious duck boat thing called the Hopper taking tourists up and down the waterfront as well…it was packed

Music being played…an African Festival with their music and yummy smelling find being cooked..kids playing in what looked like a bug tall wave…with a sigh saying dangerous do not clim and it was crawling with kids in it sliding down it and parents sitting front of the signs…🤪🤪😂😂

Tim and Jess had gone to the Citadel up on the hill in the middle of the city…we ran out of time to see anything else so left…Tim and Jess stayed on at the waterfront for a look then joined us for dinner at the lovely restaurant from last night….

It’s been another huge day….very, very tired couldn’t finish this last night so getting it done this morning a new day..

We have 11 days left…count down on….
An add on to my story was about Swissair Flight 111 in September 1998 crashed into St Margaret’s Bay near Peggy Cove…. Sadly no one lived 😢😢😢Leia mais