Blogger Krista Spurr relives her best adventures of summer 2012 and brainstorms ways to spend the last long weekend of an amazing summer traveling in Nova Scotia.
For this trip, we spent two nights in the yurt provided by Whycocomagh Provincial Park in Cape Breton. These are setup differently than the yurts at Kejimkujik National Park. The yurts at Whycocomagh are mainly geared towards traditional car camping.
My wife's birthday was fast approaching and each year I like to plan a little family getaway to mark the occasion. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to top last year's excursion to the Train Station Inn in Tatamagouche, but I was up for the challenge! My recent trip to Economy Falls had whet my appetite to return to that area again for a longer visit.
By the time early August rolls around, the heat really starts to set in and relief can be found with a nice, cold beer. Luckily for us in Nova Scotia, who are continuing to enjoy one of the finest summers in our collective weather memory, a balmy Friday evening was the perfect setting for the first of three tastings for the 2012 Halifax Seaport Beerfest.
Life in Nova Scotia is tied to the sea in many ways. What better way to get to know Nova Scotia better than to enjoy a lovely summer day sailing in the Harbour on the Tall Ship Silva? As part of my Summer 2012 commitment to be a "hometown traveler," I knew my summer was going to be incomplete until getting out on the water.
The weather was looking a bit questionable, so my son Jaden, daughter Lienna and I grabbed our rain jackets as we loaded into our small SUV. My wife was recovering from pneumonia so it was just the kids and I setting out on another Saturday afternoon adventure.
It was a drizzly morning and admittedly the kids had probably exceeded their limit of Saturday morning TV. Like a pot left to boil over, they were spilling with more energy than they knew what to do with. So what better way to spend that energy than to drive their parents crazy!
We were looking for a back country hike not far from Halifax. We decided on the smallest hiking loop within the Bluffs Wilderness Trails; called Pot Lake loop.
We parked the car at the closest parking lot along the old route 3 and walked about 400m along the rail to trail BLT to the actual Bluffs trail head. The BLT is itself a fantastic multi-use trail that you can feasibly bike from downtown Halifax to Mahone Bay.
We have all chuckled at the thought of what a Scotsman does (or doesn't) wear under their kilt. I also often wondered what they carry in their sporrans (the little black leather pouch worn around their waist). Well, it seems that traditional Scottish Highlanders in battle often carried a little sack of oatmeal in these little pouches. They would then mix some of the oatmeal with water and place the mixture on their shields which they used as a plate and cook the two ingredients over the campfire. The final product was known as the "Scottish Oatcake". These oatcakes were also known as the bread of Scotland dating back at least as far as the 14th century.
Say the word camping and it brings back my favourite childhood memories. Back in my day when we didn't have cell phones and video games. We packed up our comic books and novels, our frisbees and badminton rackets, our bathing suits and flotation devices and headed for the open road. We roasted marshmallows, stayed up past our bedtimes and woke up to the smell of scrambled eggs sticking to the pan on the Coleman's stove. We were invigorated by the fresh air. We ran around until we were exhausted. We slept soundly. Often these days we long for simpler times. Electronics fill our bags, constant connection consumes our lives. We blog and tweet our vacations. We tell our Facebook friends where we are and what we are doing. But I encourage us to disengage from it all.