Towards the middle of April jobs around the property could simply wait because it was time to grab the camera and head for some of the nearby fishing communities. Why? Because it was getting close to the first of May...
On my way to Tim Horton’s for my morning coffee and Timbits for Missy and Molly, my eye caught a strange black and white shape at the roadside. Slowing down, I noticed it was a young, immature seal a long...
The Cheticamp River originates on the northern plateau of Cape Breton and flows some 25 kilometres westward to the Gulf of St. Lawrence. Beginning in peat bogs and barrens and small lakes on top of the plateau, it starts off...
The Mira River abounds with picturesque scenery and stories connected with the early days of the French regime at Louisbourg. These were the thoughts of C.W. Vernon who wrote about Cape Breton at the turn of the 20th century. For...
The directions weren’t very clear; across the field, pick your best walking through the woods, down a steep embankment, find the brook, listen for very rushing water, and hope for the best. This has been our way of finding many...
The relatively smooth coastline of the Strait of Canso is interrupted by a thumb-shaped peninsula that juts northwestward into the strait. It forms the northern end of an oval-shaped body of land that looks as if it could have been...
About three or four kilometres from Iona, and after crossing the Barra Strait Bridge, we come to the small village of Christmas Island. Christmas Island is situated on the north side of a peninsula that lies between East Bay and...
At 9:30 Wednesday morning were on our way to the Cape Breton Highlands. A stop in Whycocomagh for coffee and cinnamon rolls (our morning fix) and it was down the Trans-Canada Highway to the Red Barn near Nyanza, three or...
What causes a person to put on a hard hat, some old clothes, and crawl and grope around in the large cavities and tight passages of a natural underground cave? It is a question that is sometimes hard to answer....
I was standing on the bluff of the Chimney Corner road looking down on Margaree Harbour and the mouth of the Margaree River. The new bridge loomed in the distance and the beach was covered with ice and snow. The...




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