Denise and Rick Cunningham

Like many boomers we're planning the "next chapter". We live a fairly chaotic life in Georgetown in Washington DC. I'm a former fashion executive and journalist. Rick's an engineer and computer scientist. We're about ready for a little change of pace. Travel... perhaps moving to warmer climes ...and definitely savoring more moments. We never set out to buy an RV...matter of fact, we had never even been in one and I definitely don't camp. But, now, with more time and a growing aversion to the insults of air travel, we bought a 40' motor coach. Our grandson, Ian, named it Gigantor. We call it Tor for short.

We're seeing things you just can't from the air and finding that we've so much to discover on this continent. In the past two years, we've taken three marvelous six-week trips. This time, we're "chasing the sun for as long as it fun". We left on October 5, 2009. We'll see how long we last!

We're searching for great places to stay, sights worth seeing, golf courses worth playing, great restaurants, shopping, farmer's markets. We're on the road in search of the high road.


Sunday, August 17, 2008

Louisbourg

We rise early with the intention of getting to Cape Breton Island with plenty of time to do something or just relax. The travel gods see it a different way.

We head out the exit road from our site and it turns out to be way too narrow. The bottom line is we essentially get wedged into a tree and smash the awning over the banquette area slide. The neighbors around us come flooding out and offer help and moral support. The consortium of men decide that taking off the awning, which now has been rendered worthless anyway, will give us enough room to manuever our way out. Thank heaven Engineer Rick has every possible tool known to man and an extension ladder in the "basement". Well, it works and we're on our way to Louisbourg about an hour later frazzled, but safe.

We are headed to Louisbourg, a village in the far northeastern end of the island. We slowly climb Kelly's Mountain (750 feet) and look down upon Bras D'Or Lake. It's gorgeous. We cross a very high, very narrow suspension bridge from which I bet the view was awesome, but I was white-knuckled with my eyes closed...glad Rick's weren't!


We follow the lake for aways and it is stunning. Everytime we arrive at a new destination, I hold my breath, not knowing what type of facility we are going to encounter. Though, I have researched these places ad nauseum, directory ratings and websites are not be trusted. We have high hopes for Point of View because it is supposed to be a very nice inn with a RV Park attached.







As we near, we can see the inn is rather Nantuckety looking and perched on the ocean. The RV park sits behind it and is only a gravel parking lot with hook-ups. We had booked an oceanfront site, but upon seeing it we determine an interior row site (#19) has a far superior view. The "oceanfront" looks out over a fishing processing plant! But our site is right next to the inn and has good views of the ocean. There are very few people here, so we are relatively happy.







The inn's restaurant which the tauted on their website, is actually, not in the inn, but in the reception office. It's more like a coffee shop, but they serve all day and at night they advertise their lobster, so we make reservations for this evening. The lobster is fine, but besides a bowl of chowder, that's all you get...a lobster served by its lonesome on a paper-covered cafeteria tray. Would kill for maybe some corn for a counterpoint. We do get dessert, which we take back to Tor. But thirty dollars per head is too expensive for what you get. In Bar Harbour we got mussels, lobster, corn and slaw for $20.



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