I had a quick trip to a bakeshop before Ian and I met Keith for a coffee and cake overlooking the waterfront. After seeing pictures on the internet, I expected Lunenburg to be bigger, but it was quite a small town with many of its clapboard buildings painted with bright colours.
We had quite a long drive through the grey landscape to Kejimkujik National Park where we stopped for lunch at a visitor centre next to the Mersey River. Here the autumn colours were trying their best to put on a display for us, despite the weather.
As an alternative dinner suggestion, we called at a supermarket to see what we could find to eat on the ferry and we did find a salad bar offering a good choice. On to Digby for a bit of a wait before the "scenic" ferry journey across to Saint John with a chat to the owner driver of a quarter million dollar, brand new truck. He was on his way to Montreal for his twice-weekly trip with fish. On the ship, I spent a while on deck with Nicola and Bea until it got too cold and we went down to the restaurant.
After a shorter than expected trip, we didn't have far to go in Saint John to the hotel, which was in a bit of a wasteland of spread-about retailers. I had a bit of a swim in the hotel pool, where four strokes meant a whole length.
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