When we crossed the border into Canada it started raining. No, correction, actually it started pouring. It was so bad we were barely able to see the car in front of us. Thank goodness the roads here, at least the ones we are traveling on, seem to not be as crowded as those in the states.
The problem is that when you have been driving for hours, and then it starts to rain, you tense up and get even more tired. Highway 2, Transcanada Highway, does not have many exits, so there is really no where to get off, so we decided to push ourselves to reach Nova Scotia. We drove and drove and drove. We crossed into the Atlantic time zone and still continued to drive. We finally reached Amhurst, Nova Scotia. Very tired, but glad to have made it.
We pulled several firsts that day. First, we broke our rule of not driving more than 4 hours each day, as we drove close to 11 hours. Second, we drove through torrential rain, and third and final, we boondocked. For those who do not know what boondock means, it means to park somewhere, (usually a Walmart parking lot) and spend the night. Since there are no hookups in parking lots, you must rely on your tanks, (hopefully the water tank is full and the gray and black are empty) batteries (hopefully they work) and thank goodness for John’s purchasing decisions, a generator, which is most unusual for a fifth wheel.
Anyway, our boondocking experience went off without a glitch. The following day, I decided that it was time for me to give driving this thing a shot, since the highways are so long and straight. So for about 2 hours, John was an absolute basket case. He’s “yelling” no telling me: you’re going to slow, you’re going to fast, stay on the right, move to the left. Until I had a Cuban moment after which he settled down. Later on he stated that I had driven very well. Happy wife, happy life!
We arrived at the KOA campground in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, near the Cabot Trail. This campground is very different from others we had visited. It is tiered. We had specifically requested the upper tier, as it was highly recommended. Getting into the site was very tight, because remember we have a 40’6″ unit and a 22′ truck. John was amazing at putting out unit in its spot on his very first try. The view from our site overlooks a very pretty bridge and a beautiful lake with a small lighthouse on the other side. It is actually spectacular. Because we are on Atlantic time, we see the first sunrise. It’s actually kind of cool, if I could ever wake up that early.
The unit in the center of the top tier is ours.
We drove to Baddeck, which is the beginning and the end of the Cabot Trail. That is the place where the Alexander Graham Bell Museum is situated. A regatta was taking place that day and the weather could not have been better.