For the last several Octobers I’ve made a pilgrimage to volunteer at the Celtic Colours music festival in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, my favorite place on earth.
Can’t swing it financially this year. Heavy heart. Today would have been my travel day. Right now I would be in a rental car, heading northeast on Highway 105 to the St. Anns Motel near Baddeck. Probably stopping at a Tim Horton’s along the way for road food, Sobey’s in Truro for supplies, and the NSLC in Baddeck for libations. Listening to Wendy Bergfeldt’s afternoon show on CBC Cape Breton.
Plans are already afoot for next year, the 20th anniversary of the festival. Gonna make it. Don’t know how yet, but I’ll be there.
Every traveler knows how it feels. When you fall in love with a place, you come to appreciate it on so many levels. The natural beauty, the smells, the sounds, the smiles. You’ve connected with the locals, you’ve made friends that will remain close to your heart. – Mitchell Kanashkevich
Everyone, if they’re lucky, has known the feeling of falling in love. And you can fall in love with a place as with a person. Click here for more.
Saturday (10/19/13) was an exceptional day. I met up for a cup of coffee with my friend and fellow blogger Leah Noble, of the blog Dream Big Cape Breton (follow it, folks, it’s awesome). In addition to blogging Leah is hard at work, as both a full-time student and an entrepreneur. But she was kind and gracious, and carved out some time for coffee. I’d been reading Leah’s blog and swapping emails with her for a year now: it seemed like we were already old friends.Click here for more.
For months I’ve been reading about Cape Clear, a small, isolated, wooded area with an astounding look-off view over Cape Breton. Recently my friend Leah Noble wrote about it in her blog Dream Big Cape Breton (follow it, folks, it’s awesome). She wrote:
The Highland Road, for those of you who don’t know, is a series of roads put in by the logging company to harvest wood from the interior of the Cape Breton Highlands. (You can read more about this part of the island here.) My Dad, who works in the woods doing tree-planting, laying out cuts, and other stuff I don’t know too much about, is frequently taking the Highland Road to work. You get on it in Middle River, and you can drive up to Cheticamp or Wreck Cove on it. They are all dirt roads, and they are marked, somewhat. Once you’re off the main road, though, it’s kind of a maze. Other than logging trucks, you’re also likely to encounter hunters, snowmobilers, or dirt bikers, depending on the season.
As you recall, last year Wendy Bergfeldt from CBC Cape Breton was kind enough to clue me in about these recording sessions during Celtic Colours week. Performances and interviews are recorded at Knox Presbyterian Church in Baddeck for later broadcast. I attended Monday and Tuesday, went whale watching on Wednesday, and returned for more music on Thursday and Friday. Click here for more.