Saturday, February 22, 2014

Bye Bye, Winter Blahs

February 22 was one of those magnificent winter days that remind you that spring is just around the corner. It was sandwiched between a couple of snow storms, but with blue skies and the lack of a need for a jacket, my bestie and I were able to forget winter in Canada existed for a few hours... as long as we didn't look down.


Stop one was the Frog Pond Trail, which is a pretty easy stroll in dry weather, but was a wee bit sketchy when covered with ice. Nonetheless, away we went.


 

Our travels then took us to the Herring Cove Provincial Park Reserve, where we walked a bit of the shore hike in more mud than snow, still jacket-free despite being literally right at the ocean!




When we'd had our fill of the waves, the cute critters in the rocks, and the birdwatching stranger we struck up conversation with,  we started to make our way toward Crystal Crescent Beach. But first: Stop The Car Moment for a bit of traditional Nova Scotia.





Crystal Crescent was inaccessible that time of year, but across the street from the turn off...


I don't know what it is about this but I thought it was pretty damn cool.

Finally, back in toward the city with one more stop (not gonna lie: I have no idea where I was at this point) for one more walk, and a bit of closure to a beautiful day.


Saturday, February 1, 2014

Fisherman's Cove and Salt Marsh Trail

February came in like a lamb this year, prompting people out of hiding and cameras out of cases. In dire need of some fresh air, G and I hopped in the car and headed out on an adventure-seeking mission that took us first to Fisherman's Cove in Eastern Passage.



Once my camera and my feet had had their fill of the boardwalk there, we got back in the car and made our way to the next destination G had pre-chosen to introduce me to: Salt Marsh Trail.

A little cooler with the wind coming off the ocean, but still pretty spectacular for walking.


  


The Canada geese were everywhere and when I requested they fly, oh, say, 50-60 feet in front of me, they did,
with no hesitation at all.


Seagulls were actually a little less compliant, but I caught this guy:


Finally, on our way back, there was a quick pitstop: my chance to capture my beautiful tour guide in all her selfie-taking glory!