We were at Louisbourg National Historic Site just as it opened this morning. For a few minutes, at least, it appeared as though we might have the fort to ourselves. However we were quickly joined by several more busloads of people, many of them German-speaking tourists from the cruise ship Mona Lisa, anchored nearby in Sydney.
This is an amazing place, well worth further reading, which is what I will need to do because I was so busy taking pictures that I fell behind in the tour. Many of the fort’s present-day temporary occupants seemed to have gone back to school. Thankfully, several middle-aged folk were still in period costume to show us around.
We could have spent a little more time here but, as with most of the tour, my appetite was been whetted for future vacations in this region.
Back on the bus briefly we headed to Sydney for a buffet brunch Jessica gave us in lieu of a whale-watching tour along the Cabot Trail which had to be scrubbed yesterday due to high winds. After a huge feast all was forgotten!
We retraced our path through the Bras D’Or Lake area, over the Canso Causeway onto Nova Scotia’s mainland. Then – after one last coffee break in Antigonish (I’m only sorry I opted for the predictable Tim Horton’s and did not at least try the McLobster at the ‘Golden Arches’ – we rolled into Halifax by dinner time hugging, shaking hands and having farewell drinks at the hotel. Jessica’s last official duty was to make sure we all had room keys.