Up and moving early this morning getting ready to take the ferry ride from St. John, New Brunswick to Nova Scotia. We were able to eat a leisurely breakfast, as the ferry terminal was only a few minutes from the hotel.
Since we had a little time Lana, Barry, Bob and Char decided to take a quick ride around town before heading to the terminal. We opted to use that time to take it easy and get to the terminal a little early.
Only the drivers of the motorcycles could ride onto the ferry so we girls waited in the terminal until it was time to board. Randy said that riding the bike onto the boat was scary. Going down the ramp was not too bad but the deck of the boat was metal, wet and oily all of which are not good things. Once on board the bikes had were tethered to keep them from shifting or falling over.
The boys met us upstairs and we settled in for the three-hour ride over to Digby. The ride was very smooth and uneventful. Char brought a game called ‘Banana Grams’ along and we played for a good portion of the ride over. The ferry was equipped with all manner of entertainment. There was a feature length movie, gambling, computers that connected to Facebook, dining facilities and a gift shop.
When we left the hotel we anticipated that it might be a little chilly on the water so dressed accordingly. It was a good thing we did. During one point on journey over there was a cold snap that sent everyone that was on deck back into the warm shelter of the ship. Then we went through a dense wall of fog, not once, but several times.
Once we docked we girls scurried to get off the ferry and around to where the boys would be driving off the ferry. We wanted to get pictures of them exiting the hold and we did.
Then we were off to Yarmouth where we would be spending the night. It was a long ride to get to Yarmouth but a pleasant one. One thing they do really well over here is maintaining the major highways making the ride smooth and pleasant. There wasn’t much to see except miles and miles of evergreen and pine trees. We saw a sign saying that Nova Scotia was the balsam Christmas tree capital of the world. I believed it.
We spent the night in Yarmouth at the Rodd Grand Hotel. I really have not talked much about our accommodations but this hotel was especially noteworthy. Without a doubt the front desk personnel were the most pleasant and accommodating I have ever encountered. We checked in and asked where we could park the bikes. They let us park the bikes up on the walkway right by the picture windows of the hotel. They remarked that this way they could keep an eye on the bikes. The nice thing about that was that rain was in the forecast and that location was under the overhang and would keep the bikes relatively dry.
Later in the evening we came down to cover the bike for the evening and found a small plastic bucket with towels and windshield cleaner put on the seat of the bikes. All the years we have been riding never has a hotel provided such service.
At check-in the hotel clerk mentioned that they had a dinner theatre and would we be interested. We all bought tickets to the production called, “Stayin’ Alive” a musical review of seventies music. Now I am thinking dining room with round tables and good acoustics. Not! The hotel had converted a conference room into a small theatre with cafeteria-style tables lined up against the wall. The tables sat twelve to a table and pretty much everyone was at a disadvantage to see what was happening without turning this way and that.
It was very loud but entertaining. The drummer and one of the female singers were excellent. The food, however, left a lot to be desired. I don’t know how the entertainers did it. They not only had to entertain but they were also the waiters/waitresses. They certainly earn their salaries.
I had been to many a convention/conference over the years and so used to the type of fare served. I think many call it the, ‘rubber chicken’ circuit. The menu included salad, bread, Mussels, Salmon with dill sauce, Chicken Kiev and dessert. Sounds good right? Not really. The salmon was overcooked and tasteless and the chicken was very greasy. I think the best part of the meal for the group was the buckets of mussels. And, the buckets were never ending. Everyone agreed that the mussels were tasty and really enjoyed them.
Wednesday was another late night so we all turned in. We wanted be fresh in the morning for our journey to Halifax stopping at points of interest along the way.