Following the scenic, wind buffeted coast South, we posed in front of the postcard lighthouse dressed in the state flag; we decided against Prince Edward Island because we were meeting Ami's friend Kim in NYC in a few days.
Having a schedule to meet rushed us through New Brunswick into the Bay of Fundy, famous for some of the wolds largest tides; we found our time too short, as this was a really amazing spot we want to return to.
Being on the tail end of the season we had little competition at the flower pot rocks, amazing rock towers carved out by the huge tidal movements and the freeze/thaw acting of the winter seas.
Pushing past the Bay of Fundy, through the quaint farmland and the amazing fall colors we arrived at the astern most point of our trip, Halifax. The city was full of history, the people were welcoming if the climate was not. We stumbled across a Bloc Party, unusual to us, but it seemed to be the product of isolation and their extreme climate. I already want to return here, and explore Newfoundland too. This is the rugged, unspoiled, wilderness we have been yearning for since we left the West, we simply fell in love with it.