The fog and damp descended with a vengeance, at one point obscuring the town and harbour before our very eyes. We hunkered mainly at the vacant campground, and took full advantage of the laundry facilities to dry our stuff and also as a good place to sit and read during the incessant drizzle. We even cooked in there!
With the snaking roads and prevalence of moose, we decided not to stray too far in the fog. We did explore Harbour Breton itself a little further, including the site of a tragic landslide in 1973 that swept a number of houses right into the bay and claimed the lives of four young children. To this day, the hillside above remains a barren scar on an otherwise verdant canvas.
Crossed the causeway to the "north side" of the harbour and also enjoyed some local flavour at the Hook n' Line Lounge, where we had some interesting conversation with the owners and a few locals over a beer or two....before returning to the campsite. We spent the last night in town sleeping in the car, preferring dry and uncomfortable seats over a wet tent and air mattress.
Putting the "dry" in laundry
Facilities to ourselves at Deadman's Cove
The road leaving the campground
Rocky Point lighthouse
A bog in the fog
Whatever floats your boat
Memorial for victims of the terrible 1973 landslide
Anglican cemetery with a view to die for
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