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Brief Stop Home
... anything except perhaps his camera gear. And his baggage wasn't very heavy to begin with even with the camera gear!
So tomorrow we leap onto another airplane heading west - weather permitting. A few hours in LA, an overnight in our old stomping grounds of Fiji, and Christchurch here we come! Leg 2 is about to begin…
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Peggys Cove and Lunenburg
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If you drive a bit more then you will find a cranberry farm where you can pick your own. We tried it and with the amount we could make some nice sort of puree. The cranberries are very ************ so unless you cook them and add sugar there are almost inedible.
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Explosions and Bluenoses
... and it has the largest collection of graves from the disaster. It was a really sombre visit as reading the names and ages gave you an insight into the sorrow and scale of the disaster. Whole families died and it affected many people around the world.
We kept driving and skipped Peggy’s Cove where there is a famous lighthouse that people get out to take a picture of. Instead, we drove down the Lighthouse Route on Highway 3 which went to all ...
It is done but not quite done at the same time
... leaving Jost Van Dyke, Dapper and Shawn were all set to hoist the flying jib halyard and I was standing by to tail when the halyard jammed and Shawn went to fix it. When it was ready to go, he stayed back to make sure it ran okay and Dapper started pulling on the halyard by himself obviously not needing any help. People on the deck near us saw that Clark had come up and started yelling at him to lay in and help Dapper. Clark just kept watching and it occurred to me that ...
An introduction to Bud
... crew who paid for the grave of a small boy themselves, the "souvenirs" taken by those crews - including a portion of JJ Astor's life jacket.
After lunch we headed back on the ferry to Dartmouth and checked into the next hotel. That night Jude dragged me (kicking and screaming) to see a Martime Folk band playing at a bar in town. To be honest I rather enjoyed myself - the band mostly played covers, a few I knew, and they generally didn't ...