So, instead, we drove along the shores of the St. Lawrence toward Antigonish and Pictou. We had missed the Highland's Games at the former by one week but the helpful personnel at the visitors' center were able to find the ever illusive Dunn Clan on their computer. Dunn was my mother's maiden name and, while she always said it was a Scot's name, we were never able to find anything about it. The folks in Antigonish printed out a copy of the clan tartan and told us that the Dunns were affiliated with the Erskines and, somehow connected to Prince Charlie. Interesting.
We continued on to Pictou which was a major landing area for Scottish immigrants in the late 1700s. early 1800s. Thrown off their lands by English landlords who were interested in converting farms to sheep pastures and raising rents, thousands came to Canada and the colonies to the south (think Carolinas).
|Stone commemorating the Scottish landing iin 1773.|
|Replica of the ship they sailed on.|
|Tight quarters below decks.|
A little further up the coast, we visited Cape George and it's lighthouse.
|Cape George Lighthouse|
|View from the lighthouse to the east across the St. George's Bay and the Northumberland Strait.|
We again returned to our campground in Truro and began our preparations for departure. Our destination was to be the town of Baddeck along the Bras d' Or on the northern portion of Nova Scotia which is also called Cape Breton.