NS2025: Day 9: Northport, NS: Bakery Withdrawl
Beautiful morning here on the coast. I set out to walk around the nearby neighbourhood. It’s about 1 km loop. I decided to brave the road after ascertaining the width and quality of the shoulders. Well, they were wide enough to fit my shoulders and quality was suitably substandard enough that they would strongly discourage drivers from venturing into (yes, into) them. I walked a few kilometres down the road through Northport and across the bridge over the Shinimicas river (I’ve always called it something else). Along the river, off in the distance I could see a few deer. I did not see any eagles, although they are around here.
Upon returning I vowed to cut the grass. Before that I moved our Starlink dish to the top of our ladder using the mount I designed and printed a few months ago.
It took a few hours to mow the lawn. Whilst doing so I recalled a conversation I had with my father about 25 years ago. I happened to mention (obviously not complaining) all of the lawn obstacles Mrs Milddogs was adding to the yard and how that extended my lawn mowing time. My father correctly mentioned that this just meant I could spend more time riding my lawn tractor. True! Today was just a nice lawn tractor ride.
And then we relax. Plenty of staring at the water to see if we could spot any ocean critters whilst the tide rolled out. There were no notable critters today. In fairness, given the magnitude of the tide here and the narrowness of the channel into the river, sea creatures are not super common here. But I have seen them in the past. Seals. Dolphins.
Mrs Milddogs, Amy and I headed out on a beach walk as low tide approached. Amy would have nothing to do with it. She ran back up to the house where she stayed while we continued a walk about 1.36km down the beach. We did turn around and come back.
We saw some strange markings in the sand that we have never seen before. We did eventually figure out they were made by seagulls. Seems they lay down as the tide is flowing and it results in these patterns.
While BBQing dinner (burgers, but not Blue Jay burgers) I watched a seagull fly up above the embankment and drop its snail (escargot for dinner) onto the rocks below. Jonathan Livingston did this several times while I cooked. Was amazing to watch the gull drop straight down in a controlled decent to get its dinner. No pictures nor video of this one.
It has been several days since we went to a bakery. I’m going through withdrawal. We plan to head west starting Wednesday (subject to change) and will have to plan our route in a bakery/boulangerie/patisserie friendly way.
Take care out there. Hug someone today, but not Mike the flat earther, cause hugs are spheroids.
