|we found this giant chess set on Cabot Trail|
|the Damned Unbearables with wives and friends!|
|at the Immigration Pier in Halifax|
It was nice of Jim and Carol Thiesing to fly in to Bangor, Maine so we could join them on the 7-hour road trip to Halifax, Nova Scotia. Actually, they arrived the afternoon of July 4, so we had a fun time dining at Sea Dog and watching the 4th of July fireworks early. At Halifax we met John and Roxanne who flew in from Oregon. Later Gretchen flew in sans husband Don who had to stay behind in Colorado for business. United Air had misplaced her luggage but fortunately it arrived 36 hours later at her hotel room.
|in honor of Queen Elizabeth's 60 year reign|
We all met at the Immigration Pier, the Ellis Island of Canada. (John’s parents had migrated into Canada from Sweden). After lunch, Jim and Gretchen went to the Maritime Museum which chronicled the maritime industry of Nova Scotia and featured the plight of the Titanic victims. An unidentified 150 of them are buried in Halifax, the biggest in any one country. The Museum also told of the tragic massive disaster when a ship exploded in the harbor, destroying the communities nearby, leaving 2,000 dead.
|the two Carols with John at the Citadel|
The splinter group of Bill and me, John and Roxanne, and Carol T went to the charming Halifax Public Gardens where the logo of Queen Elizabeth’s diamond jubilee was landscaped into a colorful corner. Next to the Gardens is the Citadel fort, sitting atop a hill with a panoramic view of the city. The fort was never attacked and the national historic site is well-preserved. Costumed interpreters reenacted loud firing ceremonies and the exhibits told of Canada’s history.
|what we witnessed at the Royal International Tattoo Festival|
But the highlight of our Halifax stay is the Royal International Tattoo Festival. Tattoo is the shortened nickname of the Scottish phrase meaning time for taps. Briefly it is the pageantry of powerful music from the tradition of marching bands. Several countries were represented, including the US, but the biggest participation came from Nova Scotia It is the largest Tattoo festival outside of Scotland in the world.
|the view from the upper deck of the smaller house|
The next day, we continued on to Antigonish where more of the DUs were gathering. There were two cottages. The bigger one housed Doug and Audrey, Sam and Kathy, Don and Jeep, John and Roxanne, and Jim and Carol. That was where we all cooked and had dinner together. Fortunately the kitchen is huge and the dining table could fit the 15 of us. The smaller house is newer and is nearer the water (an inlet). That’s where we stayed together with Jack and Joy and Gretchen. Pretty good arrangements done by Jack but it would have been better if we could have all been in one house.
|dining at the big house|
|our fine dining experience, with fine company@|
|Doug said the phrase means '5 Beautiful Women'!|
|the more beautiful group!|
|Don and Jeep with Bill and me at the Bell Museum grounds|
The Bell Museum sat atop a beautiful hill surrounded by a pretty lake. Bell was the proponent of teaching the deaf to speak, not to sign, so they could be mainstreamed into society better. My mother who was Principal of the School for the Deaf and Blind in the Philippines pioneered this method there, after her scholarship studies at the Central Institute for the Deaf in the US.
|a beautiful scene at the Cabot TrailAdd caption|
|the neat restaurant, Le Gabriel, at Cheticamp on the Cabot Trail|
|Joy and Carol with the Champ!|
|Jim and Carol takes on Kathy and Sam|
|animated (heated?) discussions|
|the scene going home to the smaller house|