Peggy's Cove

This morning dawned fog and rain showers. We tried a hike around the harbor where we were staying (Glen Margaret), but we took a wrong turn on the trail and ended up in someone's backyard.....we walked back to the campground along the road. We got our exercise in, but we never did see the nice view of the harbor.

We drove to Peggy's Cove. This is one of the most photographed "quaint fishing villages" of Nova Scotia. It is about one hour from Halifax and was absolutely mobbed by tourists - we counted 10 buses in the parking lot - all from big cruiseships docking in Halifax for the day. It would have been a pretty village - sign said population of 40 - tourists must be have been more than a thousand. Fortunately for us, we had visited some of the less well-known quaint fishing villages before this.

We took a few photographs and drove back into downtown Halifax to visit Pier 21 - Canada's version of Ellis Island. The Canadian immigration story is very different than the American. Canada had very limited immigration until the 1920s, whereas our immigrations started in the late 1800s. Canada's largest immigration involved war brides after WWII and some cold war refugees. The museum had an excellent holographic 3-D type multimedia presentation and a guided tour that explained the Canadian immigration experience really well.

We stopped along the Eastern Shore (yeah - Canadians refer to the beach as Shore, just like us folks from New Jersey) to stay in a campground on a lake - a pretty spot.