Celebrating Father's Day was novel this year.
The day started with some Indian breakfast items made with rice and lentil beans(yesterday was a Japanese breakfast dish) which were delicious. My plan is to each morning experience different international breakfast cuisine at our B&B (our hosts are truly world citizens having lived in places from Switzerland to South Africa to India and elsewhere, speaking 10 languages).
Church nearby was...challenging. I knew we were in for a tough sermon when the brush cut preacher started his sermon by playing the Jack Nicholson video clip from "A Few Good Men" in which he says to Tom Cruse, "You can't handle the truth!". But every sermon has something worthwhile and the four of us had a great discussion over coffee after.
We decided that the rainy and threatening day was not ideal for motorcycling so chose four wheels when we headed for the Confederation Bridge in the fog. Arriving on the south end of the Bridge in New Brunswick we began looking for a place along the shore to have lunch (it was past 2 and despite the sumptuous breakfast we were getting hungry). Before we knew it we were in Nova Scotia without any likely culinary candidates. Finally, at 3:30, we found it: Pugwash, NS. "The Chatterbox" Cafe was perfect. Bookshelves lined the walls of what was the community crossroads for this town of 810 along the Northumberland Strait where the main employer is the largest salt mine in Canada. The village is best known for its hosting of a think tank attended by Bertrand Russell and Albert Einstein in response to the nuclear weapon ability to wipe out humanity and bills itself as "World Famous for Peace". The cafe/bookstore/Internet station (connected by an open door to an unavoidable gift shop crammed with absolutely everything) is run by Norene Smiley (accomplished children's author) and her husband who bought the business 3 years ago on a whim, moving there from the hectic life in Halifax.
After a wonderful late lunch that was perfect for us all we decided to continue the remainder of the Nova Scotia coastline to catch the last ferry back to PEI at 8 p.m.
The crossing was longer due to the small ferry bucking rough seas, but enjoyable nonetheless (well, perhaps not the ferry food that made up our supper, comprised of poutine, a lobster sandwich, french fries and some fruit).
It was a full but adventure-filled day for us Dads (and Moms too). First day without riding motorcycles, but there will be lots more of that.