Not having very far to go, I had a fairly lazy morning.  Packed up the bike and went further into the park for a hike along the Snake Lake trail.  Either the map didn’t think it was important to note that the last bit of road was gravel or I wasn’t paying attention again.   Either way, a stressful bit of dirt road woke me up good and proper.

Trail was rather nice.  Lots of birds and insects.  Ran along the edge of two lakes –

Keji:

Snake:

Taking the 8 down south was fair bit of fun – fast little mountain roads.  Nothing serious but not boring.   Gassed up outside Liverpool and was told to go Transatlantico.  Nothing spectacular, but decent for a deep fried meal.  I probably should have opted for the salad instead of the poutined fries.  And I’ve probably peaked for fried clams – time to move onto something else.

Stopped by Peggys Cove since it’s one of those ‘must stop’ locations.  If I had written down noes, I would have stopped in Lunenburg to see the Bluenose construction instead of just driving through it.

Peggys Cove Lighthouse:

Very nice place, if a bit desolate and harsh.

Then into Halifax – which really isn’t far at all.  I managed to duck into Halifax Motorsports on my way past.  It was technically after hours, but the doors were still open and I was able to set up an appointment for the next morning.   Rear tire for Mendy sorted out – one less thing to worry about(or so I thought).

I made it to my friend’s “dream home” in Bedford.  Got a nice tour – lots of construction left to go.  But still beautiful – a bit hilly, but that comes with the territory if you want the views.  Sounds like the end goal is the finished house and a boat in the harbour they can see from the front door.  Makes me a bit jealous – but something to look forward to and a very good reason to come back to visit(maybe in a decade or two?).

After dinner, we went down to the Halifax waterfront and caught the buskers.  We waited for a good hour for the Dragonmasters from New Orleans to set up and do their thing.  Pretty talented b-boys, but as last minute replacements, their gear wasn’t up to the tasks.  They were pretty hard up for some good lighting, but they put on a good show.

Took a quick tour of the waterfront and grabbed a Beaver Tail.  Traditional street party food!

We got back to the house and had a Long Island Iced tea for a night cap.   I think that drink will always remind me of Pub Golf and the AMF in Florence, Oregon.  With that, it was definitely time to go to bed to make my 10am appointment the next morning.