We marched back into Halifax in the morning on the hunt for 35mm color film for several of Andrew’s cameras. The only digital camera, the a6000, was on injured reserve and he was depleting the rolls of film in the ice box faster than expected. The first store proved wildly overpriced, but we left with …
For the third consecutive morning we walked into Halifax, this time in search of groceries. We loaded back up on our staples, bananas, apples, trail mix, cheese, sardines, crackers, chips, and beans, among other things. We flustered another cashier with an American debit card, which runs as credit card, evidently. Back on a fully provisioned …
Andrew woke before me and went for a coffee at Timmy’s. He returned and led me back to see the glass blowers working intently in their shop nearby. We watched until it felt like too much staring, and then headed to the Halifax Central Library. The library proved amazing, although our frame of reference was …
The wind was strong when we woke and we could hear the surf breaking on the other side of the peninsula, some distance away. I cooked heavily buttered English muffins in the cast iron pan and put on water for Andrew’s coffee. The beautiful green hulled yawl at the end of the cove, a Hinckley, …
We motored out of Rogues Roost in light winds and shortly thereafter raised the sails on a close reach for Mahone Bay. I unrolled the main and reconnected the sliders on the bolt rope to the track on the mast; we had left the sail that way on account of the high winds two days …
It rained heavily overnight but lightened to drizzle in the morning. With water boiled, I made oatmeal and Andrew made coffee with his aero press, and each brought some warmth to the wet, gray, morning. We decided to raise anchor and head over to the town of Mahone Bay (one of several towns dotting the …
