Bumpity, Bumpity, Bump….To Meat Cove We Go!

On the way to Meat Cove

Day 77     August 25, 2014       Dingwall to Meat Cove, Nova Scotia, Canada

I was keeping my eyes open this morning, to see who came in or out of that big ass cool looking RV near us. As soon as I saw a couple walking outside of it, I went over to say hi and to get the scoop on who they were and what they were driving.

An interesting neighbor. Will make a point to meet them in the morning.

I noticed that they had Swiss license plates, so, in my best German, I said good morning, how are you, and where are you from. My best German is kind of crappy, but it’s good enough for basic intelligence gathering.

This couple tripped me out. They’d been traveling all around the world for the past eight years in this expedition vehicle! Later on, I looked up their blog. They’d been freakin’ everywhere! Pretty amazing stuff!!

There were other interesting people at this campground as well….Debbie and Tony. We’d met Debbie and Tony a week earlier at The Ovens campground. We spotted their cool retro trailer, Millie, at this campground, and hooked up with them to have breakfast.

The four of us were having such a fun time hanging out, that we decided to drive up to Meat Cove together. This would involve driving the final 9 kilometers on a dirt/gravel road, which none of us was looking forward to, but somehow we all talked each other into it.

Follow the sign to Meat Cove

9 Kilometers of this…..

On the way to Meat Cove

On the way to Meat Cove

The long bumpy road to Meat Cove wasn’t such great fun, but it was well worth it, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Meat Cove turned out to be spectacular…without a doubt, my favorite place in all of Nova Scotia. Secluded and beautiful and wild!

The first view of Meat Cove

The campground was a trip too. Perched up on the cliffs above the ocean, there wasn’t a level site in the whole campground. None of the sites were marked very well, and most of them were unusually close to the edge of the cliffs. This place was like the Wild West of campgrounds. Anything went, and as long as you didn’t back yourself over the edge and die, nobody was going to bother you about how or where you parked.

Nice view from the campgrounds

Our camp site. Oh yea, we’ll be sure to stay back 2 meters from the edge!

The Space Shuttle’s got a nice view!

Our whole rest of the day and night was chock full of fun. First, Mark and I, and Debbie and Tony hiked up to the top of the “hill” to check out the great views. Then we hiked down to the beach to hang out. And then we cooked dinner, and played music under the most amazing night sky you’ve ever seen. We sang some songs, and swapped some stories with our new friends.

Hiking

Mark and Dax on the hiking trail

The hike was worth it.

Down at the beach

The dogs are exhausted, and crash out on the beach

It was so dark at Meat Cove, that it seemed like there were a zillion stars in the sky. We could clearly see the Milky Way, and we watched more than half dozen shooting stars grace the sky.

As is often the case, there’s usually a downside to everything. And the downside to Meat Cove, was the mighty mighty wind that whipped up in the middle of the night. Scared the crap out of me! But…I’d go there again in a heartbeat!