I was awoken throughout the night by a torrential downpour falling rapidly on my tent. Despite the heavy droplets making their noisy arrival, I managed to fall asleep once more, waking to a damp yet much calmer morning. It was time to pack my things and head into Halifax, a city I was eager to explore.
Having camped only 25 minutes outside the city, I soon arrived and began my exploring. As I drove throughout the area I came to a what looked like an old military post high up on a hill. Figuring it might be worth taking a closer look at, I quickly found a place to park and took to the path leading in.
As I arrived at the entrance I was pleasantly surprised to find out my parks Canada pass allowed me inside for free. I entered through an archway and into an open area. Guards in old uniforms stood at attention clutching their guns. The old military base had been turned into a museum of sorts, with most of the rooms now available to the public. A guided tour was being offered and I joined, eagerly listening to stories of a time passed when the base was busy and brimming with war activity.
With my parking about to expire, I returned to my car and continued exploring the city. This led me down to the busy but beautiful docks. I was soon walking beside a collection of shops that lined the waters edge. Strange and captivating art adorned the wooden path, bringing a greater blend of uniqueness to the impressive boardwalk.
My final destination for the day was Cape Breton Lighthouse. Being close to an hour away, I hurried on down to catch a glimpse of the site before the sun went down. I arrived and took to the rocky shores. As I stood there I was quite surprised at the deception of the waves. Often a powerful thrust of water would come along and sweep over the rocks that seemed to be safe from the roaring sea.
The sun began to set, granting a fiery glimmer to the crashing waves. I sat there and watched with excitement. Eventually the glowing fireball finally disappeared and all that was left was a crimson red illuminating the horizon.
With the last bits of light finally gone, I returned to my car and set off to find a campsite. It wasn’t long until I’d found a nearby campground nearby where a friendly owner greeted me with kindness. He led me to a spot right under a canopy of trees to help with the rain. I finally pitched my tent and called it a day, what an adventure it’d been.
