Travel with Art

I headed out of Provincetown on August 15 and was sad to leave. It really was a wonderful stay. Toll ways were the "un-memorable" rule of the next two days as I worked my way out of the New England states. Thankfully the roads were much better and toll free through Wisconsin, Minnesota, and North Dakota. Then my next adventure was crossing back into Canada where Canada Customs thought I needed to be more fully searched! OK just doing their jobs - unfortunately that delayed me by 70 minutes. At the end it was all my computer stuff that caused the delay... their IT expert was unable to figure out my GoPro video camera (really?), my bluetooth communicator for my hearing aid and my communicator for my Garmin GPS watch (OK those 2 are kind of out there!). No harm done I still arrived in early evening at Kerry and Donna's home in Winnipeg. That evening I met Kerry's dad, Harold, again and he is in great shape (never mind that he is 90 years young).  I can just hope that

It was actually a fairly poor set of roads with tolls, tolls, tolls to get from Canada to Boston. Still it was a great day to be out driving. These tolls in the New England states were: US$1.00 in Maine (1 toll and most of the route),  US$4.00 in New Hampshire (2 tolls and a minuscule portion of the route), and US$4.00 in Massachusetts (2 tolls). Boston So there I was in beantown (er Boston). But how did that name come to be?  The nickname's history seems to have started with the Narragansett, Penobscot and the Iroquois people. They created the first baked bean recipe in which the main ingredient in baked beans is maple syrup. The Iroquois discovered maple syrup. Legend tells us that a tomahawk was thrown into a maple tree one night. The next morning sap came out of the hole. This sap tasted sweet. Meat was boiled in it and found to be delicious. Thus, we have the beginnings of a baked bean recipe - maple syrup. During colonial time, the pilgrims learned how to make baked beans

Ivan and the kids headed out back to Alberta and Mom and I headed out for Salmon River on Nova Scotia's Bay of Fundy coast to visit my Aunt Lucia and my cousins and their families. Mom stayed with Aunt Lucia and I stayed with cousin Jeanne and her husband David. I would love to say that it was all sunny skies but I would be lying. The "F" word made its appearance on many a day (that would be FOG!). Still we did have great days both in Salmon River and out at the LeBlanc cottages. And really when it came right down to it the foggy days were actually wonderful to be out walking (with Jeanne), or jogging (on my own) around the area. And when it counted... the weather was indeed gorgeous. Lovely at the lake. Even better Whale Watching off of Brier Island at the end of Digby Neck and out in the Bay of Fundy. Most mornings, regardless of weather, I got my daily fix of watching the London 2012 Olympic Games. I cheered on the Canadians who did better in some events and fell s