Today’s sightseeing involved two places at the end of different peninsulas. So we drove about an hour to get to Lunenburg
; then returned up the same route to the second peninsula which led us to Peggy’s Cove.On the way to Lunenburg we went through Mahone Bay which had a beautiful view of three church steeples. If you put the town into Google, you’ll see the churches. When we got close enough to read the names, I found that the middle church is St. Johns ELCA.
Not only an ELCA church but the same name as Tracey and Amy’s church in Walhalla!
Ralph walked out on the dock and took photos of all the boats.At Lunenburg we walked the waterfront for a while, admiring all the sailing ships with their tall masts.
Looks like a different era. By then it was lunch time; fortunately we had encountered a local earlier (who was also a tour guide) and asked for a recommendation for lunch. 
His suggestion was spot on! Delicious lobster roll – the best I’ve had yet – and Ralph said the same of his lobster club sandwich. Needless to say, we’re eating all the lobster we can while it’s affordable!The Atlantic Fisheries Museum was next. Aquarium on the first floor, displays on second, and more displays plus a video on the third.
See photos – picasaweb.google.com/adaa70 – for more photos. Ralph also toured the two boats docked out back. I enjoyed the sunny day and wrote postcards. When he returned, we drove down to the area where the Blue Nose is being renovated; it’s in a huge tent
(more like a plastic building than a tent), and you can go in and learn about the work. Ralph had a great time and (surprise!) got a lot of photos.
We then reversed our route to get to Peggy’s Cove.On the way down that second peninsula, we encountered the Swiss Air 111 memorial. Google that event if you’ve forgotten what happened. The memorial was impressive – sober, gray, stone – but I’m glad we stopped.
The winds were fierce – almost felt like you could be blown off.
Then Peggy’s Cove. The lighthouse was magnificent, I guess in part because you could get so close to it.
The town itself was “cutesy.” Then it was time to head back to Sackville – that in itself is an adventure. There’s Upper Sackville, Lower Sackville, Middle Sackville – but no where on the map can one find Sackville! Fortunately, I had programmed Rosie to show our campground as “Home.” So with here help we arrived safely… after a 9.5 hour day!
