Thursday Travels: Picnic

A stop along the Cabot Trail.  Cape Breton Highlands National Park.  Nova Scotia.  (8 June 2012)

A stop along the Cabot Trail. Cape Breton Highlands National Park. Nova Scotia. (8 June 2012)

Soon they were all sitting on the rocky ledge, which was still warm, watching the sun go down into the lake.  It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecked with rosy clouds.  They held their hard-boiled eggs in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other, munching happily.  There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into.

‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George.

~ Enid Blyton, Five Go Off in a Caravan

It is not sunset, but it is time to stop for a picnic lunch and relax before our next hike.  Although we weren’t able to complete the entire Glasgow Lakes Look-Off Trail, we still managed to hike for a few hours, rock hopping and wading through the stream that was the trail.  (See last week’s Thursday Travels if you’re not sure what I’m going on about.)  A little rest and refueling were in order.  I agree with George.  Food does taste better when I’m eating it outdoors.

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I’m not sure exactly where we stopped to eat, but do know it’s somewhere between Ingonish and the Broad Cove Mountain Trail.  M and I made a trip to Ingonish to visit one of the Cape Breton Highlands National Park offices to get some maps and have a talk with one of the park rangers.  The woman we spoke with was extremely helpful, giving us some good tips on the best places to hike.

An American Robin in Canada

An American Robin in Canada

She also offered advice in regards to the wildlife.  I was worried about moose and bears.  The park ranger said we should be more worried about coyotes as there had been a couple of attacks over the past few years.  One woman, hiking alone on one of the more popular trails at a time when few people were out and about, was killed.  In case you’re wondering what to do if you encounter a coyote, here are a few tips.  M and I did not see any coyotes throughout our trip although we did see evidence of them.  (I see evidence of them here in the Bogs, too, out on the trails around the pond.)

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Well, that was not very relaxing, was it?  Let’s put coyotes out of our minds for now since there are no coyotes present right now (none that we can see, at any rate, and none that want to bother us).  We’ll unpack our picnic lunch, have a seat, and enjoy the beautiful day and scenery.  There’s a colony of gulls bobbing up and down in the water, and when we pulled in we saw a paddling of what I think were Red-Breasted Mergansers swimming around.  (Today I learned that a group of ducks on the water are called a “paddling.”  Makes perfect sense to me.)  It was a mother with eight ducklings.  I did take a photo, but it’s so bad it’s not worth posting.

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The air is fresh and lovely, the sun is warming, and it is incredibly peaceful in this place.  I could have sat here all day watching the birds and listening to the breeze and the water lapping at the shore.

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Tannins in the water

Here in the Bogs it is cold.  We had another dusting of snow overnight.  It feels good to go back to a warmer, sunnier day.

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A programming note:  I will be moving to my new blog home sometime next week.  I know I mentioned a sneak preview, but have decided it will be less confusing if I just make the move and be done with it rather than go back and forth.

Isn't this a beautiful place?  You can almost see the sea from here.

Isn’t this a beautiful place? You can almost see the sea from here.  It’s just beyond that stretch of sand.

My soul is full of longing
for the secret of the sea,
and the heart of the great ocean
sends a thrilling pulse through me.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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I guess it’s time for us to pack out what we brought in, and move on to our next hike.  Thank you for coming along on another visit to the past and Nova Scotia.  Next week we’ll hike the Broad Cove Mountain Trail.  It’s a bit of a climb, but well worth it for the views.

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Have a delightful day, evening, night… wherever and whenever you are on the spectrum of time.  🙂

Geese on the pond around sunrise this morning.

Geese on the pond around sunrise this morning.

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Branch at sunrise.  ("Branch" is today's Capture Your 365 prompt.)

Branch at sunrise. (“Branch” is today’s Capture Your 365 prompt.)

14 Comments on “Thursday Travels: Picnic”

  1. Lovely photos, as always. I was working for a vet when that deadly coyote attack happened. He said they are usually so shy around humans, he felt sure that 1)it was a fairly large and/or an extremely hungry pack and 2) the woman (who was an athlete, strong and capable) must have looked vulnerable, perhaps from a cramp or slight sprain that would have caused a limp. Scary, anyway…I often see their tracks when out walking with my dogs, and hear their howls at night, but have only sighted them a handful of times.

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Cindy. And thanks for filling in some of the blanks about the coyote attack. I’ve always known them to be shy around humans, too, and wondered about what could have happened.

  2. Dana says:

    I agree that food always tastes better outdoors, especially during or after a hike! Even the most simplistic foods seem to take on an omnipotent quality– the celery sticks and guac I ate the other day, mid-hike, seemed to be sent to me directly from HEAVEN! 🙂

  3. Nothing is nicer than a picnic with a beautiful view in fresh air. I agree with George too! Beautiful photos as always, Robin. 🙂

  4. Phil Lanoue says:

    Wow! Really looks like such a beautiful area!

  5. dearrosie says:

    Question: How do you spell picnic?
    Answer: with hard boiled eggs and salt.
    So nice to see a quote from “The Famous Five”! I didn’t read Enid Blyton books when I was a kid, I devoured them…

    I hadn’t heard about the coyote attack. Sheesh that poor woman. To be attacked by a pack of starving animals like that is the most terrifying lonely way to die. Interesting to read Cindy’s vet’s thoughts …

    • Robin says:

      I was thinking of ordering a copy of “The Famous Five” for my granddaughter, Rosie. 🙂

      I thought Cindy’s comment was interesting, too.

  6. OmbudsBen says:

    Amusing to see your Nova Scotia post. I was just in Florida, where I saw some spring training baseball. I saw the Detroit Tigers play the Toronto Blue Jays, and got talking to the guy next to me, a Canadian who grew up in Nova Scotia and was visiting to see the Jays. Told me the best time to visit Nova Scotia is early September; still warm and the families have left to get the kids back to school. A lot of Canadians down in Florida!

    • Robin says:

      There sure are a lot of Canadians down in Florida this time of year, OmbudsBen. M and I used to go down for a week or two around the end of February/beginning of March, and there were always lots of Canadians enjoying the sunshine, warmth, sand, and surf. I think September would be the perfect time to see Nova Scotia. 🙂

  7. Sartenada says:

    Wonderful photos. I love especially Your lovely lake photos.

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