We're Going To Beat You, Gabriel
12.09.2013 - 12.09.2013 65 °F
Well, we have to backtrack to last night. We were in a wonderful Inn in Pictou, had had a nice pub dinner, and now were nestled in bed and I was reading something to Linda. Suddenly, there came a tapping, moving quickly to a rapping, rapping at our chamber door. I bounded from the bed. I opened the door, expecting the owner who had been nice enough to give Linda a complete tea service to bring to the room. However, there was a man in pjs whom I had never laid eyes on. He asked me if I could turn down the tv as it was coming through the wall and disturbing he and his wife's sleep. I apologized and explained that our tv had never been on; unfortunately, it was me. He left and I whispered the rest of the evening. Funny, I think Linda was happier than the man!!!
We had another great breakfast and we were packed and off about 8:40, a new record for us. We headed out of Pictou and caught the highway (104) toward Cape Breton. Went through some absolutely gorgeous scenery. I was again amazed at the lack of traffic on the highway. We went through really nice valleys with a stream running along side. Then we would emerge from the hills and see great vistas of the ocean. Really a nice ride. We made it onto Cape Breton in three hours. Then, we actually got on the Cabot Trail just before Baddeck. At first, we passed our lodge because it looked like a farm at the end of a dirt road. After going on along the trail for a few miles, we backtracked and found our chalet set in a breathtaking setting. Not the best set up for motorcycles, but Linda and I are getting very good at rugged terrains. We were given an upgrade, probably due to my good looks, so we have two bedrooms, a living room with working fireplace, and a full kitchen. We also have a balcony.
Went into Baddeck for the afternoon, and walked around, did laundry, had a wonderful seafood lunch, and while Linda went into some shops, I paid a visit to the Alexander Graham Bell Museum. Fascinating. Saw the first plane flown in Canada that he helped develop. But what I never knew was that his real love was teaching the deaf. He married one of his pupils, who had been made deaf due to scarlet fever. He had been born in Scotland, but moved to Canada and then the States. But, he chose Cape Breton Island and Baddeck as his summer home and became very involved in the community. He felt it reminded him most of Scotland. Very interesting museum. Next stop was the local food coop to pick up food for what we assume will be a hunkering down day on Saturday when Gabriel pays a visit early Saturday morning. A lot of people up here, when they find out we are from Florida, blame us for bringing these storms up with us--doesn't seem to matter that we began in Massachsetts!
Funny thing was that two women showed up here this afternoon, and Linda discovered that they were from Punta Gorda and Port Charlotte. Small world syndrome strikes again.
Watching the Jets-Patriots game on tv tonight. Pats having some trouble. Tomorrow, we take on the entire Cabot Trail because Saturday seems so iffy.