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Nova Scotia - Day 4


Day 4. September 28, 2022.

I, as usual, woke up early and sat in the living room of the cottage, watching the deer walk around the yard and eat. There were mothers and babies alike. Seven in total. I wrote in my journal and waited for Marcie to wake up.

After breakfast at the cottage, we drove north toward Sandy Point Light House. Continuing north, we headed to an island called Locke Port. There we walked some trails through dense woods that again seemed out of place, only feet from the ocean. There was no one around and we could walk on the large rocky beach, take in the splashing waves, and see a small lighthouse off in the distance.

After spending time on the trail, we headed back to the car and wandered behind a breakwater wall to see a crescent-shaped beach called Col Locke’s Beach. It was a small unassuming beach, but had white sand, shells, and seaweed. As we soaked up the breezes and salty air, we both decided it was time to eat. Across the bay appeared to be a small place to eat, so we walked back to the car and drove over.

White Gull Restaurant was a tiny place, and we had it all to ourselves. I again got a fish burger (Haddock) and fries, while Marcie got the fish cakes (of which I had some too). The food was delicious and as I asked where the restroom was (Marcie corrected me and said washroom), the server already knew and had pointed me in the proper direction. The irony of White Gull Restaurant was there signs all over the windows asking patrons to not feed what the place was named for.

After photographing the boats in the harbor, we proceeded north. Our next location was at Louis Head Beach. The beach is at the mouth of the Sable River, but this one was different. Marcie collected shells from other beaches, but this one had blue shells. Our next stop was Pubnico Harbor Light House and then Hawk Beach where Marcie found purple shells. Hawk Beach used to be a forest and still had many petrified tree stumps still are exposed along the beach through the sand.

Heading South, we went to South Side Beach, Crow Neck Beach, and then came to Baccaro Point Light House. The sea was angry and the large rocks below the lighthouse were feeling the wrath of the sea. The calming sound of the waves, the fresh air, and the peace it brought me meant I would have a good night’s sleep tonight.

On the way back to the cottage we stopped and ate at Anchors Away Family Restaurant, where I had the special, a bacon cheeseburger and fries (Marcie had the same), but I added a pumpkin spice shake to go with my meal. If I recall correctly, we also both got delicious apple crisps to eat later at the cottage.

I finished the day again, sitting by the ocean taking a few more sunset pictures and feeling blessed to be in that space with the one I love.

Until next time.

Tim (Kilmer)

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