The air was so fresh, the coast so green and the ocean and sky so blue, what a boat ride. Roughly twenty of us were lucky enough to go out last weekend and if you’ve ever seen Cape Islander you’ll know that twenty people is a very manageable load. The boat pictured below is a slightly smaller version of the boat we were on.
Cape Islander is the style of fishing boat most commonly used in the Strait and has a distinctive large step-up to the bow. The sharp bow with the exaggerated flare deflects choppy waters efficiently and creates more usable deck space. The boat we were on had just finished fishing lobster for the season on July 4th.
Because were relatively close to shore for our hour and a half motor we got a very different perspective on an area that we know very well. Seeing your home from the water is a great experience.
The Northumberland Strait between Nova Scotia and Price Edward Island is relatively shallow which can make it really choppy but also makes the water wonderfully warm for swimming unlike virtually everywhere else in the province. Long beaches with expansive sandbars are a child’s heaven. At our point in the Strait we are sometimes able to see PEI on the horizon but on this particular evening it wasn’t visible.
A change in your perspective is always a good thing.
He dreams of Nova Scotia all winter. Ten long months of walks in the park, leashes, a fenced back yard and to him it all seems worth-it right about now.
He smells of anything he rolls in which could be old lobster shells or worse. He is damp or soaking wet most of the time. He has endless hands to pet him and scratch his belly. He gets ten-times the cookies he gets at home because the “old guy” is a pushover. He can push open the screen door with his head to come in whenever he wants.
He won’t see a leash until the end of August… heaven.
They were meant to be spiritual guardians barring any evil spirits from entering and doing harm. I find gargoyles and chimeras fascinating and beautiful and had to photograph them at Notre Dam in Paris.
The gargoyles pictured above and below are conduits for rainwater (see the open mouths?) an ancient form of eaves troughs or downspouts. They first appeared in France in the 12th century when the Catholic church was growing stronger and converting much of the population. Most of this population was illiterate so these fearsome images were a constant reminder the church was a place that drove away and protected against evil.
These chimeras have no function but serve the same spiritual purpose of protection against harmful spirits. The only way to see them at Notre Dam is to climb many, many steps (what’s the point of endless spinning classes if not to prepare you for this?) to the tiny two levels of look-offs.
My favourite is below, I love the strength of the back of the head and shoulders guarding the cathedral and looking out over Paris. It is fascinating how much detail went into these works given that they were only to be seen from far below, the artistry and craftsmanship of those anonymous cathedral builders is extraordinary.