One of the nice things about the cabin we have rented is that it is up a mountain, so the first kilometer or so was all downhill (I got up to 54 kph). And then we turned onto the Trans-Canada. But here it is not too busy, and there is a good paved shoulder. So we did fine (the noise of the cars and truck was a nuisance, though).
Finally turned off that road and headed towards the ferry crossing at Little Narrows. This is a cable ferry, about two hundred metres distance travelled. And the woman taking the ticket had a real Cape Breton lilt....
Then we were off onto Highway 223, which had us a bit spooked, since this was the only place in the proscribed itinerary that was described a being hilly. And we had already done some serious hills, so if this was even worse, we were, well, worried. But all for nought. There were biggish hills, but nothing worse than we had already successfully negotiated. And some of the scenery was definitely worth the trip.
Finally, we were in Iona. Bruce was there a bit before us, and motioned us into the Highland Village Museum. Since most if the museums and attractions we had tried to visit were closed now, it was a joy just to find one open. And the Museum itself was a real pleasure: a living history of the Scottish Gaels who came from the Highland of Scotland for a better life. They got this in Cape Breton, with fishing, farming, and forestry. Many of them lived quite well, and in particular, they owned their own land and were masters in their own houses. The immigration was from the mid-1700's to about 1840.
After this trip, we went and had a late lunch, looking over the water at a hill being mined for its lime or marble.
And then we were home. After a walk in the woods around the cottage, Bruce cooked us a wonderful meal of poached salmon with a white sauce. Yum.
Distance today probably 55km.
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Location:Washabuck Rd,Upper Washabuck,Canada
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