Nova Scotia – Fergy's Rambles.

The end of the road (for now).

Hello again everyone and welcome to the 36th and, I promise you, last post in this series. I do dislike using the term “last post” because of it’s sombre military connotations but, as I woke this particular morning for the first time in nearly six weeks in a bed that wasn’t on wheels, I was feeling a little sombre.

If for some reason you wish to read the previous 35 posts and find out exactly what I had been up to on this trip to the Maritime Provinces of Canada with my dear friend Lynne then you can do so here.

If you are all caught up, or even if you are not, and wish to know what happens next then please read on.

Disaster strikes.

Hello once again and welcome to the latest post in my series about my 2014 road-trip round the Maritime Provinces of Canada with my dear friend Lynne in Betsy, the ancient campervan who had taken to making very strange noises the previous day or two.

If you would care to read the entire saga (it is about six weeks worth) from the beginning then you can do so here. If you are all caught up and wish to find out what happens next then please read on.

Museums, murder, Moncton and many beers.

Hello again and welcome back to my regular readers and a warm first-time welcome to those who may have just stumbled upon the site. It is the latest in a series concerning my 2014 trip to the Maritime Provinces of Canada with my dear friend Lynne in a very old campervan / RV which we had named Betsy and was giving slight cause for concern by making some rather odd noises. If you wish to read the story from the start, you can do so here.

If you want to see what we got up to then please read on.

A new day, a new Province.

Greetings once again to readers old and new and welcome as always to the latest episode in this series about a trip I made round the Maritime Provinces of Canada in 2014. I was with my dear friend Lynne, herself a Canadian, and we were nursing a very old campervan / RV, which we had named Betsy, around the natural wonderland that is the East Coast of that huge country.

If you wish to know what we have done so far, you can read the whole story here. If you wish to see what we get up to next then please read on.

The Clans on the Cape.

Welcome once again to my latest offering in the series of posts concerning my dear friend Lynne, Betsy the very old campervan / RV and your humble narrator on a road-trip around the Maritime Provinces of Canada in the summer of 2014. I use the word summer loosely in terms of the weather we had experienced.

If you wish to find our what the weather had done to us and everything else the trip entailed then you can begin the story here.

If you want to find out what happens next then please read on.

Fog, more fog and fabulous fun.

Welcome everyone to the latest instalment of the rather lengthy tale of my six week ramble through the Maritime Provinces of Canada with my dear friend Lynne in Betsy the 33-year-old campervan / RV. She was making the occasional odd noise, her lights had gone out once and it was touch and go whether she would last the course. I am referring to Betsy obviously!

If you want to read the whole tale from the beginning you can do so here.

Regular readers will know that I had left you in the previous post having had a day’s sightseeing round the town of Louisbourg on Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia and if you want to see what happens next then please read on.

A lighthouse, a let-down and Louisbourg licencing laws.

Hello again everyone and welcome to another post in the series concerning my 2014 road trip round the Maritime Provinces of Canada which you can read from the beginning here.

My dear friend Lynne and I were in a very old campervan / RV called Betsy who was holding up fairly well, despite us having more or less completely re-fitted her to make her roadworthy before we began. It was all a bit of an adventure really but it was going well and in the previous post Betsy had carried us as far as Louisbourg and specifically the Louisbourg Motorhome RV Park and Campground. If you want to find out what happens next then please read on.

Canso, the Causeway and the Cape.

Good day everyone and welcome yet again to the latest in my series of posts about my 2014 trip to the Maritime Provinces of Canada with my dear friend Lynne in an ancient RV which we had re-fitted. She seemed to be holding up reasonably well apart from one minor electrical problem and occasional strange noises emanating from the engine. If you wish to read the whole story of this particular adventure, you can do so here.

In the previous post I had left you with us parked up at the SeaBreeze Campground three miles West of Canso, Nova Scotia where we had arrived fairly late in the evening and had enjoyed a wonderful sunset and a rather more average supper cooked by yours truly. If you want to know what happened next then please read on.

I wish I was in Sherbrooke now (2).

Welcome everybody once more to this instalment in a series concerning my 2014 trip to the Maritime Provinces of Canada which consisted predominantly of a road-trip with my dear friend Lynne in a fairly frail old campervan / RV which we had named Betsy. If you wish to read the story in it’s entirety, you may begin it here.

If you have read through I thank you and you will know that we had spent the previous afternoon exploring the wonderful Sherbrooke Village Museum, a “living museum” in Guysborough County, Nova Scotia. We had plans to have another full day as there is just so much to see and a late start had meant that we had only scratched the surface.

If you wish to join us for a look round and to find out what we did afterwards the please read on.

I wish I was in Sherbrooke now (1).

Good day to one and all and welcome once again to another episode in my series about a wonderul 2014 trip in an old campervan / RV called Betsy with my dear friend Lynne where we were travelling round the Canadian Provinces of Nova Scotia, New Brunswick (briefly) and Prince Edward Island. If you wish to read the story of the whole trip from the beginning, you can do so here.

As I spoke about in the previous post, we had not got to bed until some ridiculous hour in the morning, our respective sleep disorders having obviously had a chat to each other and decided to attack us on a twin front. The result of all this was that we did not wake up until early afternoon but we still managed to have an absolutely brilliant day.

If you want to find out about it, then please read on but fair warning as always, this is a busy day and a long post!