Left Sugar Hill at 7 AM, stopped in Glen, NH, at the Vintage Bakery for some unbelievably good, right out of the oven pastries. Continued into Maine, stopping for lunch in Aurora, for yummy clam and lobster rolls. Joni's research paid off; we would never have known to stop at this place. For those that know, we're talking "Seafood SAMs" quality.
On the road after lunch we finally decided to stop for blueberries; we'd probably passed a dozen stands at this point. We bought a quart of wild blueberries for $5...breakfast tomorrow we feature....Eventually we arrived at our campground at the Bay of Fundy National Park around 5:30 PM, which is 6:30 PM Atlantic Daylight Savings time. The drive was really an easy 476 miles with very little traffic. We had enough driving for the day, so there was no debating, dinner would be at our campsite. The Harmon's cheese, crackers, rose wine, hotdogs, and oatmeal cookies really hit the spot. Our cell coverage was just barely strong enough for us to stream the Sox-Yankees game. Overall, a great start to this camping trip.
Day 2, Thursday
Our first night's sleep was a good one. Joni emphatically stated, "the quietest campground we've stayed in this summer", and I concurred. Noah would say it' the Canadians, they're very courteous!
We're also noticing that on this trip we are seeing a lot more VW campers; just in fact in our loop in the campground there were two Westy Vanagon's in addition to ours. We didn't see that many in three weeks in Michigan. Of course in Michigan, you don't see a lot of foreign cars of any kind...hmmm. Like motorcyclists, or Jeep owners, VW camper owners wave to each other...it's a cult. I love it.
We had a relaxing breakfast, and the blueberries were delicious. We packed up our gear, and headed for Hopewell Rocks, a series of incredibly shaped rocks that are formed by the extensive tides in the Bay of Fundy. On our way to the rocks we stopped at Kelly's Bakery in Alma, a very small fishing village right on the entrance of the national park. We picked up some of Kelly's famous sticky buns and coffee, and took few photos of the grounded fishing boats which reminded us of villages in Wales and France that have equally great tides.
The drive to the Rocks was only 36 km, so we were there very quickly. The drive from the campground to there followed the coast of the bay with incredible views at every turn.
By noon we were back in our van, heading toward Nova Scotia. At 2:30 we stopped for lunch in Truro, a city of 12,000. The AAA guidebook recommended a fish and chips place called Murphy's, which is located in a 1950's strip fall next to the train station. Not an appealing spot, but we trusted the guidebook, and were loved our meal: scallops, fish, and poutine.
By 3:30 pm we were back on the road, heading to the Mira River Provincial Park Campground, which is located on the northeast coast of Nova Scotia, near North Sydney, from which we'll take the ferry tomorrow to Newfoundland. Our mileage total for today was 350 miles, less than yesterday, but just as tiring. We didn't have a reservation, but the campground had plenty of vacancies and we were able to select a sight overlooking the river. We repeated last night's dinner menu, and were serenaded by loons as we listened to the Sox and Yankees.
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