Igor was in all his glory on this "beautiful" Tuesday on Cape Breton Island. His path was headed for Newfoundland, which is the next island over from where we were. He did do some significant damage there, but, thank goodness, all we had to deal with was the extreme windy conditions. Holy Hannah, I have NEVER felt wind quite like that. That morning was relatively calm, but it sure built up to something fierce, I'll tell you!!!
We started the day in Baddeck, where our B&B was, and we went to the Alexander Graham Bell Museum. I used to think he was the telephone guy and that's it, man was I mistaken. He helped his dad come up with a phonetic alphabet to help the deaf speak, one of which was his wife. He did come up with the telephone, but then he kept inventing stuff and really didn't stop until he died. He came up with some really cool kites and tried to fly using them. Then he helped in building an airplane that was one of the first to fly the longest distance. He came up with this cigar shaped speed boat that was the fastest on water for years.
To me, the sweetest thing was how he took care of his wife who was deaf. His life was devoted to her and helping her know what was going on around her, even though she couldn't hear. I am usually not one for museums, but that one was really cool.
After that, we headed up to the Louisburg Fortress. It was where the French had it's main hold on the America's and they had a huge fortress there that they would use to defend themselves.
After arriving, we were bused out to the fortress, then we had to walk some distance into the compound itself. That is when we really got our first taste of the wonderful world of hurricanes. I would be just fine to never have to go through one again. We were literally being pushed in the direction we were walking, with occasional gusts that would carry us along for a short distance. I was glad we were not walking against it at that time.
We ate at this "gourmet" restaurant inside the fortress. We were each given a spoon and a rag. We had a few choices for our entree, soup, meat pies, fish, or french toast. They brought out some bread for our appetizer that was the heaviest, blahiest, disgustingest bread I have probably ever tasted in my life. I had to soak it in the soup to even get it down. My choice for food was the turkey pie, which was crust, turkey, then gravy on top, then as a side dish I had cooked carrots and turnips. I'll just say, I'm not a fan of turnips and I wouldn't care if I never saw another turnip again. The food was, well, let's just say it was food, nothing fancy about it, but the experience was very fun. The waitresses were very cute, having a lot of fun playing the part of being a waitress back in the day. I guess this was what they really had to eat when the solders were living there.
These are shots of what we really looked like pretty much the whole time we were there.
It was so windy and cold, but we did enjoy it while we were there.
This is the "outhouse", it's a 2 staller --
Which dropped off right into the ocean. Nice -- Huh???
After that, we went to this fabulous lookout to see the incredible waves crashing against the rocks. We just sat there for probably an hour or so just amazed at the power of the ocean. Those were some monster waves we saw. The wind was at our backs, so the waves were crashing and blowing the water right back into the ocean. If it were blowing the other direction, we would have been absolutely soaked.
Jeff took some really neat pictures of this lighthouse. The clouds and the sky just looked so awesome.
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