A walk onto Bush Island …

With the tide coming in at what I thought was an accelerated rate, this morning’s wander on Crescent Beach was achieved in warm, slightly misty and windless conditions ~ it is rare event to find Crescent without a wind.

After the 2.5km wander along the beach, I had my customary sit down to admire life moment on My Rock. During this time, I was dangerously oblivious to the fact that very soon My Rock was extremely close to becoming an island with the hastily advancing tide.

After narrowly escaping a situation where my feet would have got wet and the title of this blog could have been much different, I decided to do a personal first and walk onto Bush Island. On all my many previous visits to the LaHave Islands, I have always driven over the two iron bridges, the first one separates the Crescent Beach causeway from Bush Island, while the second allows the crossing over to Bell Island.

Below are some pics of the area around the first iron bridge along with a couple from Crescent Beach ….

Is that sign meant for me …?

For longer than I can remember I have always enjoyed walking. I find it has huge physical and mental benefits and now with living in Nova Scotia, I have the added bonus of being able to do by the ocean.

During my working chapter in Scotland, Spain and the Canada, regardless of the weather I always went walking at lunchtime and wore out many pairs of shoes doing it. Perhaps with a slight hint of exaggeration, I often say that “in 37 years of attending a workplace, I could count on one hand the number of times I never walked at lunchtime”.

As a young lad, I would walk with my dad through the country lanes and fields near our house in Scotland, and then on many memorable trips to highlands we would wander the most magnificent beaches, mountain and loch sides ~ it’s no wonder that I turned out the way I did …

But getting back to the plot ~ during 2022 the following sign appeared at Crescent Beach, which lead me to the question ~ is that sign meant for me …? Maybe, I am a very fast walker. 

It has been observed, noted and frequently commented by many on my wanders around the local empire, that I am very fast on my feet. The truth is, I have great difficulty walking slowly, there are odd occasions when I do keep within the speed limits, but they are very rare.

On beach wanders I almost turn the sand to glass as I arrive at one end before departing from the other ~ in the scientific world this is known as “Einstein’s Theory of Beach Wandering”.

So, today as I stepped foot onto Crescent Beach, I pondered as to whether the “Maximum Speed Limit” sign was aimed directly at me. But as normal on this cool bright morning with the tide retreating, I went off again at my usual haste, which fortunately was successfully completed without receiving any speeding tickets …!!

Below are a few pics from the outing …

A serious state of bliss ...

With three hours until high tide, I went out for a fantastic morning wander on Cherry Hill Beach. The sun was bright in an endless blue sky, the wind coming from the west was light and warm, but the best bit ~ I had the whole beach to myself. 

The perfect silence of it all, was broken only by the waves on the beach and the occasional ripple of the water in the back ponds ~ all rather marvelous …

Some days just have to be black & white …

With an overcast sky and the tide going out, I had a great afternoon wander on Crescent Beach, followed by a visit to the Islands.

On my walk along the beach, I was in the company of a rather cold wind. Luckily, I had four layers, my cap and two hoods to keep me warm. By the time I got to My Rock for the customary sit down to solve the world’s issues, it was windless and warm and remained like that on my way back, which resulted in the feeling of being overdressed.

Having once again failed to solve the planet's on-going problems, I went off to the Islands to check on things there, where it was extremely quiet, still, warm and wonderfully nice.

My thanks go out to the seagulls pictured below, for the continued patience with me, while I continually screw around attempting to take that ever elusive perfect photo …

April Fools Day ....

35 years ago today, I left sunny Spain to come to Canada, I will say no more ...!!!