Ferries and fairies…

We were up at 4:15 this morning, just us and a few skunks (yes, Canadian skunks smell just like ours), to make the 7:00 ferry to Nova Scotia. We arrived at the dock with only the full moon in the sky and no sign of the sun only to find the first ferry had been cancelled. The 50 year old ferry that usually makes this trip caught fire last week and is probably down and out for the count. We counted ourselves lucky. No problem getting on the 8:30 ferry. The photo is John G. on the ferry with the last of PEI we’ll see for awhile in the background.

Of course our late arrival in NS meant altering today’s plans. Instead of going to visit The Hookers in Cheticamp (boohoo!) which we planned as a side trip, we took a more direct route to tonight’s B&B. Stopped at the Glencora Distillery to listen to live Celtic music while we had lunch. Then another stop up a twisty rough one lane 3 km dirt road to Big Hill (they weren’t exaggerating!) Pottery. Aced out of a hooked rug, at least I was able to acquire a bit of pottery.

 And now we’re at our B&B in North Sydney keeping our fingers and toes crossed and hoping the fairies are on our side so our noon ferry tomorrow to Newfoundland sails. It is very, very windy at the moment so our plans may be altered once again. Stay tuned…

PS - You may be interested to know that we decided against eating dinner tonight at “Lick-a-chick” and, even Judy felt she could forgo an ice cream at “Lick-a-treat”. Watch for them. They may be in your neighborhood next!

Meanwhile the word of the day is… asquish or squish or squish-ways.  Definition = askew or out of alignment. With roses all over the wallpaper, if a picture “‘‘twas a little bit asquish, you wouldn’t know it.”