Just when you seem to have run out of things to say on your travel blog…God blesses me with an inspirational Jeep tire cover!

We meandered our way from Maine to Connecticut and caught a beautiful sunset 🌅 just down the street from our friends at ESPN. And of course Johnny got to stay in a campground with cable, hence Saturday college football 🏈 galore! Traveling during football season on Saturdays challenges our range of XM sports radio channels as well as how many times Siri can answer game scores. So haphazardly but fortunately landing in Bristol, CT for the day and night was divine intercession as I see it. 🙏

In order to avoid every major metropolitan area we went the A-E route in Pennsylvania, ducked under Philly to enjoy our last couple days back on the eastern shores of Delaware, Maryland and Virginia. Much to our delight the weather has been stunning! Last chances to beach stroll, swim and take in majestic sea and sky scapes.

Stopped in the quaint crossroads of Skippers, VA for boiled peanuts 🥜! Well boiled and sea salted and chocolate covered…a nut for everyone’s palate. 😋

Old timer peanut roaster from 1915…

That’s a wrap for Dos Leggos this portion of the open road folks. As happy as the trails are it’s nice to set the course for home 🏡 sweet home!

Til next time! Cheers 🥂 n&j

Post Script….

Founded in 1771, this charming sea town is a quaint travel find along coastal Maine. Head down High street and discover a menagerie of inns, B&Bs, eclectic shopping, and fine eats set against the backdrop of a sailing, seafaring harbor. Shipbuilding, one of the primary businesses to place Camden on the map built the largest 4 and 6 mast schooners, the Charlotte A Maxwell and the George W. Wells respectively. Many of the former sea captains homes have been transformed into inns and places of interest, so walking through town is quite the historic New England house tour.

Cupola on the Camden Public Library.

Even a place for Neille to hang!!

Maine for certain is special, I’m just sick we were in Nova Scotia which the Bush twin got married last weekend at Walker Point in Kennebunkport. I guess our invite is sitting on my kitchen table, errant traveler that I am!

Moody’s blueberry pancakes are quite possibly the best of breakfast fare ever!

Just to size up how big lobster is up here!

In summary, Jamie Wyeth says it best…

Happy Sunday all from the open road! n&j

“We didn’t realize we were making memories, we just knew we were having fun.”

—Winnie the Pooh

The Bay of Fundy funnels between the western coast of Nova Scotia and the eastern coastline of New Brunswick and is most widely known as having the largest tide differential in the world. According to the BoF tourism site, “Twice each day, 160 billion tonnes of seawater flow in and out of the Bay of Fundy — more than the combined flow of the world’s freshwater rivers!”

The charming seaside town of Alma has been our gracious hostess the past two days. We’ve been amazed by the tides, had fun with the locals and sampled the best of NB micro brews. The lobstermen are readying their traps and boats for the annual fleet launch this Sunday. The entire town gets involved with the blessing and send off of the fleet going out at the 2nd high tide with hopes for an abundant harvest. Lobsters and tourism and good craft beer keep this maritime economy afloat.

Bar dogs.

The park itself is lovely with beautiful walking trails and views of the bay.

Lastly, the secret to consuming all the delicious lobster and craft beer has been this Rocky sequel stair master on the way back to our site! About 10 floors a trip! 😝

That or either the short stairway to heaven!

Ta Ta for now peeps!! Thanks for visiting, we are headed back to the Maine side of our fabulous US of A tomorrow. More travel news on the flip side of customs!

Bon soir tout le monde! 🌙 ⭐️❤️

“It’s the way you ride the trail that counts.”

—Dale Evans

Traversing the Cabot Trail up, around and over the Cap du Breton has been an outdoor art gallery. We’ve camped on both sides of the cape along the North Atlantic and Gulf of St. Lawrence seen seals, a bald eagle and one unverified whale 🐳 spout. The Cabot Trail is named for the Italian explorer, John Cabot, born Giovanni Caboto in Genoa circa 1453. He laid the groundwork for Britain to later claim Canada as an imperial colony. Reminiscent of Pacific Coast Highway, I’m partial to US coastlines myself but certainly appreciate the fall beauty and craggy seashores of our northern neighbor.

Sadly, our only moose siting thus far.

Laissez le bon temps roulette!

lunch at the Happy Clam with live French folk music 🎶

Brontosaurus 🦕 bone leftover from Fred and Wilma’s camp fire.

We wrapped the day with a long hike up the Chéticamp River to the salmon pools, looks a lot like the Gallatin, as always ‘we are haunted by water and the rivers that run through it!’ Norm MacLean

La grace soit a vous de la route ouverte! n&j❤️🙏

Across this narrow causeway lies the delightful provincial park known as Graves Island. Named for the Graves and Zinck families who migrated to Nova Scotia from Germany in late 1750’s. Walking trails criss cross a birch and Frazier fir🌲 laden forest along the rocky seashore. Nature’s best air freshener!

View from our campsiteeven the ferns turn…

Three hours up the eastern coastline is Battery Provincial Park in St. Peter’s. It’s founding and the former Fort Toulouse, a fish and fur trading post pre date the settlement of Halifax. Interestingly there is a unique mix of French, English, Mi’ kmaq and Gaelic influence throughout the province. Signs vary from English/French to English/Gaelic.

lobster traps in St. Peter’s and some type of fish hatchery in Port Hawkesbury.

Cell reception is limited on the outer highlands hopefully better as we make it around the horn tomorrow. Currently viewing the seals along Cape Breton shore…

Yes those two black dots are seal heads bobbing in the sea!

Happy Sunday and Happy Canadian Thanksgiving! 🦃 🇨🇦. n&j

Yes Johnny backed the Newmar up the ramp and onto that Cat Ferry ⛴! Then we spent 5 1/2 hours crossing over to Nova Scotia on the high stormy seas. I’ll spare you the part where I lost my sea Legg’s during hour 4. The Cat is one of the largest catamarans built. This vessel is owned by the US Navy and leased by the province of Nova Scotia. Has 44k horsepower, twin Rolls Royce water jet engines and sails at 35 knots as hour. After Monday, she will winter in Charleston, S.C. in the naval yard.

We successfully docked in Yarmouth, NS, deluge still in tow, so very thankful customs allowed us to go through the international drive through. Set up in the pitch dark, soaking rain, asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow. 😴

A few fun photos from Freeport and Portland…

More travel news from the island province tomorrow!

Cheers 🥂 from the open road! n&j

After 10 bust it hours we made it to Maine. Crazy traffic through NYC and Connecticut. We face timed the Walkers in the tunnel past the George Washington Bridge to prove we’d lost our minds driving the Newmar through the city! Captain oh my captain handily navigated our rig w finesse and surprisingly low road rage. Besides the flurry of crowded highways and byways, the open road continues to offer up some of God’s best posts.

We landed in Kennebunkport at the very cozy Shady Pines Campground and managed w intermittent Uber to make it to town (4.4 miles away) for a delicious dinner and out again today for shopping and lunch. Key words laabstah and chowdah. There was a brief “Bush” siting but John reminded me none of the family would sport around town in a convertible. Still…it really looked like Neil Bush.

The last odd siting today was this witches of Eastwick convention sweeping across Main Street….no other commentary as they may visit my dreams tonight!

Headed tomorrow to the land Jill and Jessie love 💕 …LL Bean.

The perfectly toasted marshmallow!

Cheers from the campfire 🔥 n&j

Thankful for open roads in N.C. and being able to follow I-95 up and over the VA state line. 🙏🙏 🙏still going up for our fellow North Carolinians suffering from aftermath of Hurricane Florence. Even in the two short days of our travels, people we’ve met have talked about their communities and churches reaching out to help us in N.C. Love ❤️ that it’s still a small world after all.

We’ve traveled up the Eastern shore and along the Delaware coastline. There is a light 💡 at the end of the tunnel, at least the end of the Chesapeake Bay tunnel, horseshoe crabs are prehistoric looking, OLD BAY is considered a condiment up here which I love. How bout that sweet butterfly 🦋 floating just inside the pic of our site at Delaware Seashore State Park. And God reminded me there’s always an opportunity for work!

Tomorrow is bust it day! Leaving at O dark thirty to make it around the Big Apple 🍎 and up into P-town, RI.

Nova Scotia bound…..cheers 🥂from the open road! n&j

“THE CURE FOR ANYTHING IS SALT WATER—SWEAT, TEARS, OR THE SEA.”

“Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.”

From the movie, “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind”

First of all the movie quote isn’t from a movie I’ve actually seen, it just popped into my mind to search it for quotes after I came up with the title of this blog. Something I am certain will be appreciated by my sister because I tend to talk too much! Haha

So as a travel blogger I totally slacked our entire RV adventure through Florida and now will treat you to a picventure with fewer words and hopefully bigger blessings. Chasing sunshine proved somewhat challenging the last 12 days but we managed to find a few great sandy sunny days per my knees to the sea shot above. Dos Leggos state parked our way down to the golden gulf coast checking out these cool spots along the way…Crooked River SP, St. Mary’s, GA, Rainbow Springs SP, Madeira Beach, Ft. Desoto SP to name a few. Life on the open road always a blast with my crew!

Cheers from the open road! n&j 🥂