Wonderful, Wonderful Wallace!!

Whirligig's

Another picture perfect day in Nova Scotia!  This morning we woke up to a weather forecast that promised over 30 with a high humidity and so decided to go and do something fun - and cool!  So we headed off to our favourite restaurant called Whirligigs in Wallace by the Sea.  With barely a cloud in the sky, we drove up the road past Folly Mountain and on into the Wentworth Valley.  Spectacular views of the Cobiquid Mountains surrounded us as we passed the splendor of Folly Lake and Ski Hill.  Like a couple of seasoned veterans, we recognized a few landmarks from previous trips.  My favourite was when Ann turned to me and in all seriousness asked:  "We've been lost here before, haven't we? "  Undoubtedly, the answer would be yes.

We passed the sign leading to Swallow Road which leads to Swallow Hill where our great grandmother was born and raised and where her parents settled and raised a family of eleven children.  Our great grandmother, Matilda, married Charles Bragg and so is one of our "Braggs" of Nova Scotia.  Matilda also links us to our United Empire Loyalist roots, as she was granddaughter of Daniel Teed UEL and Alexander Peers UEL.

Continuing on, we passed the cemetery where I took out my rooftop air conditioner on a low hanging branch two summers ago, but where many of my Swallow family lie buried.

Alexander Peers and
Mary Bolding
Wallace Bay

And now we were in Wallace - a pretty little town with it's ancient Presbyterian Church and graveyard and home of the best Lobster Roll on the east coast.  Whirligigs is situated on the waterfront right by the pier and as you look out over the water to the hills beyond, you can see the land Alexander Peers received as his grant for his loyalty to the British Crown - and you can also see the little cemetery where he and his wife, Mary Bolding are buried.

We got back to the campground in time to meet the new neighbours and to enjoy some sunshine.  I was thrilled to hear from my cousin, Fonda and we are all getting together at her sister's cottage in Little Bass River tomorrow.  New cousins to meet and old ones to catch up with.

Clothespins in the Fridge

One of the great adventures in motor home living is that moment when you need to open the fridge after a long day on the twisty back roads of the area.  No matter how carefully you pack things away, inevitably something will come rushing out to meet you as soon as you crack the door.  Ann came up with this ingenious idea yesterday - and there were no chilly surprises when we got home today.

So - beautiful day, fabulous lunch, gorgeous evening.  You gotta love it!

To be continued..........................