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.


Friday, August 15, 2008

The Ovens

Out of the WalMart early and on our way to Halifax. We decide to stop at The Ovens Natural Park in Riverport, outside of Lunenberg. We're glad we did. We are now on the southern shore, on the Atlantic side of Nova Scotia.



An entirely different landscape than the Bay of Fundy side. At The Ovens (which from some reason means sea caves) we climb a path to soaring cliffs looking down on crashing waves. The path is not a difficult walk, but anyone with any physical limitations might want to skip this stop.



One cave is called Thunder Oven because of the roar the water makes when meeting the rock. Another, Cannon, is so called for the same reason. The climb down to see the cave more clearly is a little dicey, scattered with shale and fallen rock. But it's really cool when you get down there.
We learn that this area was a propsperous gold mining town in the 1860's and also hear from a fellow visitor that during World War II, ships were hidden in the caves to protect in case of an attack.


We're glad we made the stop, but it's not nearly as awesome as the Bay of Fundy at Alma or the Garden Pots in Hopewell.

We're nearing Halifax as I write this. It should prove to be quite a stark departure from the other portions of Nova Scotia we've seen. One million people live in the entire province....one-half of them live in Halifax.

The Woodhaven RV Park is almost in the category, Be Afraid, Be Very Afraid! It is not well cared for, nor can it easily handle a 40' coach.

We saute the crab cakes we bought in St. John, grill endive and add a little left over couscous. We finally figure out that any kind of seafood cake here, is all potato with a few flecks of meat....we won't be doing that again.

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