Sunday, 7 July 2019

A Canadian Adventure

Apologies for the long silence but I  have been plagued with various ailments, once of which required two weeks in hospital and emergency surgery. My longed-for second world cruise never happened as a result. However, I haven't yet caught up with my last cruise which was a month to North America. 


My friend and I boarded P&O Cruises' Arcadia on 3 September 2018 in Southampton. I like these round trip sailings to America as you get a lovely week or so to relax before all the busy sightseeing, and then the same to recover. On this occasion we began with six days at sea. The weather was kind to us and the seas calm before we finally arrived around midday to a very wet and misty New York City. We could just glimpse Mein Schiff 6 over in New Jersey as we slowly passed the Statue of Liberty and Staten Island to our berth in Manhattan. One reason this cruise had appealed to was having over two days in NYC, together with several new Canadian ports. 

We had to undergo immigration so had booked an afternoon tour on the Ho-Ho bus and a harbour cruise. Once cleared, we crossed the road and boarded the bus on the top deck. We were given plastic ponchos to help keep some of the rain at bay, but in the end I was as cold and wet as I have ever been. After driving round Lower Manhattan, the guide said we would get off at Chelsea Market, then he said no but some people had stood up and were nearly decapitated as the bus took off again under a very low bridge! Finally it stopped near Ground Zero and everyone got off to walk around the new gardens. I said I’d stay on the bus for that but the guide wanted us all to walk to the boat stage. I was led to believe if I stayed on I’d get driven there but in the event, we drove to the pick-up point and I had to sit on a cold bus for an hour or more to wait for everyone to rejoin us! When we got back to the cruise terminal, I returned to Arcadia to dry off and get warm whilst some stayed on a bit longer for another part of the tour.

Tuesday 11 September New York
To avoid any problems in the city, it being the anniversary of 9/11, we had booked an all-day tour out to the Hamptons. As I had also been watching Royal Pains on TV, I was looking forward to seeing the setting. This area is very picturesque as the summer holiday destination of wealthy New Yorkers. It was a long drive of 2½ hours out to Southampton which was our first stop. We had about 45mins here to browse the gift shops and buy a lunch – turkey roll in my case, eaten outside with a coke since the sun was shining and there was clear blue sky. I had to laugh at the guide asking us to applaud our female driver’s skill on these “country” roads! Our next stop was East Hampton and then pretty Sag Harbour. A quirk of this area, aside from the lovely 18th and 19th century architecture, are the numerous windmills built by the Dutch settlers. Eventually it was time to return, along the main dual carriageway, through Queens to Manhattan.




12 September New York
Today we planned to visit the Metropolitan Museum first, and then see where the mood took us. We caught a yellow cab opposite the cruise terminal (beware any other cabs as one tried to charge us almost double!) to the Met. I particularly wanted to see two exhibitions there – one of weaving, which was very small and quite disappointing, the other of fashion entitled Heavenly Bodies, which was magnificent; beautiful designer clothing inspired by religious artefacts, icons, vestments etc. We also explored some of the other exhibits like glowing Tiffany windows, before getting a snack in the café – yay – a corn muffin! – then finding a painting by Edward Hopper, another favourite artist of mine. 
The Metropolitan Museum

Heavenly Bodies exhibiton

Painting by Edward Hopper
By then I was very tired and my knees hurt. I was also struggling with the very high humidity and heat so we caught a cab back to the ship. I went on board while my friend walked up to Times Square. That evening we were slightly delayed in our departure by the arrival of Oceania Cruises’ Insignia, which we watched from the East Bar balcony. Then I stayed there, under cover as it was raining again, to watch our sail in darkness past the new Ground Zero tower (the top disembodied by low clouds) and Statue of Liberty.


After a relaxing sea day we arrived on the 14 September at St John, New Brunswick. We woke to a lovely bright day. It was my first visit here so had booked St Martins and the Bay of Fundy. During my time as museum curator I had assisted in an exhibition on the proposed Severn Barrage so was familiar with the famous Reversing Falls at the Bay of Fundy, which has the highest tidal range in the world. We set off through the town to the Falls, to see them at low tide. Our next stop was the Old City Market, where I bought some sweets and biscuits for gifts. 


Then it was out through open countryside, (with moose warning signs) to the village of St Martins with its lighthouse, two covered bridges and the sea caves and beach. We had some free time here so I bought a delicious scone with jam and cream and sat in the warm sun. 


Back in the town of St John, we again visited the Falls to see  the water flowing against the incoming tide, before our final visit to the museum and then back to the ship.  At the berth, Serenade of the Seas was in so we had great views of her as we left.

Halifax
The following day we arrived to a bright and sunny morning in Halifax, Nova Scotia. We had booked a private taxi tour with two friends. We set off through Halifax to the viewpoint over the lake, park and tower. Then to see the anchor from the Halifax Explosion preserved where it landed miles from the docks, before setting off to Peggy’s Cove.

It was my fourth time here so wasn’t too worried about what I saw, but the day was glorious and very enjoyable. On the way to the Cove we stopped at a lobster place, where we were shown the different sizes and how to send one to sleep by stroking it on its back! Peggy’s Cove is very beautiful and today was perfect with glassy water and bright reflections. The others got off to walk around while I stayed in the car as far as the lighthouse and then browsed the gift shop. 



After some time there we headed back to the Titanic graves at Fairview Cemetery and the Citadel before being dropped off outside the brewery. We all had a drink and then, while the others walked off down the boardwalk, I spent some time browsing the huge market in the cruise terminal. I bought a small inuit carved brooch of a whale and calf, and a pewter shawl pin. I thought Halifax had changed dramatically since my last time her in 2009, and all for the better.

We had another relaxing sea day before arriving at Gaspé. Our pre-cruise research had not revealed much to see or do in Gaspé so we had booked Percé on your Own. It was the most beautiful morning for our tender-ride ashore. This area is not so developed tourism-wise and school buses were substituted for coaches here. We boarded them for the drive of just over an hour up the coast. Percé is famous for the rock stacks that climb sheer out of the sea. 


We were dropped off at one end of the seafront and had roughly 2½ hours to explore – it was ample! After some photos of the cliffs and Percé Rock, we found a small coffee shop open. We were now in French Canada so I needed my rusty schoolgirl language lessons! There were some nice gift shops among the hotels and cafes and I bought a Christmas ornament of a gannet for which the area appears well-known. 


Then it was time for the drive back along the coastline, past the amazing Indian Head Rock  - a natural formation that looks exactly like a Native American in profile.

The next day brought us to Sept Iles, probably the most disappointing port of the cruise. Firstly the gangway was incredibly steep, in fact so much so that I got halfway (it was an L-shape with a landing) and seriously doubted I’d get any further due to my arthritic knees, but an officer hurried up and took my arm to assist. Having got ashore though, there were no shuttle buses or taxis and a long walk to anywhere. My friend went off and I spent some time in the tented craft market, sampling blueberry jams, listening to local music and admiring a table cover embroidered with forest trees and reindeer. I bought a handmade blue leather bracelet, photographed the amusing rusty iron sculptures outside and gave up – climbing (literally) back on board.



19 September was spent sailing up the St Lawrence and Saguenay Rivers to the town of Saguenay. I had hoped to see some beluga whales for which this part pf the world is known, but couldn't spot any. 

20 September and we arrived at Saguenay, another new port for us. Again the weather was perfect. 

Whilst Arcadia was docking, Norwegian Dawn anchored. This was a much better experience after yesterday and, as I was slowly walking down the airbridge with my crutch, a local man raced up with a wheelchair to take me to the terminal – excellent service. We intended to pick up a local tour here and found the ideal one just outside the terminal building. However, it was not leaving immediately so we browsed the craft stalls and used the free Wi-Fi. Made mental note to return to the wood carver when we returned. 

The tour we chose was by Tours et Monde in a small 20 seat bus and was very easy for me to negotiate. We saw some amazing scenery as we drove out into the countryside. 
After four trips to Canada I have yet to see a moose :(
We drove along a road, lined with different styles of nativity scenes, out to a magnificent viewpoint. There, the others did a short ramble while I took photos of the wonderful views as well as a small wren, who was totally unbothered by me. 




Another stop was beside a covered bridge which was lined on both sides of the interior by lovely paintings. We had time for a coffee and pancake at a small cafe overlooking the bay before we returned to the port via the Ha! Ha! Pyramid. This is a contemporary art monument commemorating the Saguenay flood of 1996. Located in the district of La Baie in Saguenay, Quebec, the pyramid was named after the nearby Ha! Ha! This time, instead of a wheel chair I was taken by golf cart to the gangway. We stayed out on deck for the sail downriver, but again, saw no wildlife.

Arrived on 21 September to a busy and soggy day in Quebec City. Because so many other ships were in port (Norwegian Dawn, Insignia, Veendam and us) we had to dock in a commercial port round the corner from the cruise terminal, and had a free shuttle to the old town. I love the old part of this French Canadian city but in view of the awful weather we were in no hurry to disembark, but when it showed no sign of clearing we eventually took the plunge. We explored the lower old town (it was my third time here), going into gift shops etc, before finding a café for a coffee and cake. We had this outdoors but under cover. 




After that I decided enough was enough and caught the shuttle back leaving my friend ashore. We had decided to forego dinner and, as the ship was docked here overnight, booked an outing to the Sugar Shack that evening.  As we boarded the bus I noticed Marco Polo had joined us in this dock – unscheduled due to weather diversions. We drove out through Quebec city to the Sugar Shack – a traditional log-cabin restaurant with an all-you-can-eat meal accompanied by a glass of caribou, beer and local music and dancing. 


After that we were taken to the small museum and gift shop across the parking lot and got our free sample of maple taffy, solidified over snow. It was again torrential rain with mini rivers crossing the car park. 

We were in port overnight and what a difference a day makes. This morning dawned bright, clear and DRY! Although we had originally got two days in Quebec and were going to get the Ho-Ho bus out to St Anne, this had been changed to half a day today, as there were new speed restrictions in the river. As we had so little time, I didn’t bother to get off the ship. 




We sailed about midday and I sat out watching us pass the other ships. Veendam had sailed last evening upriver to Montreal, but had been replaced with Zuiderdam. We also passed the Montmorency Falls and the Basilica of St Anne du Beaupre. Then the river widened considerably as we again headed out of the St Lawrence towards Prince Edward Island.

It was a glorious morning as we arrived in Charlottetown. This attractive capital of Prince Edward Island was new to both of us and we had found a great private tour by taxi, joining up with another couple and a solo lady. It was a very long walk to the meeting point, but eventually we got there and set off round the town. Prince Edward Island is most famous as the setting for the Anne of Green Gables books. We started off round the town – a lovely small settlement with lots of Victorian buildings surviving. The first stop was at Brighton Beach to see the lighthouse, then to Government House where we drove right up to the front. Prince William and Kate spent part of their honeymoon here and Princess Charlotte is named after the town.




Next we drove out into the countryside, past many pumpkin patches, to Dalvay by the Sea. There is a beautiful hotel there where we were able to use the facilities. Then it was time to drive to a superb beach with Atlantic rollers beating the golden sand and to Covehead Harbour Lighthouse a small wooden structure painted red and white. Built in 1975, it is an important symbol of the island’s maritime heritage as one of the most photographed lighthouses in Prince Edward Island. 



After that we travelled through the settlement of Rustico to Green Gables, made famous by Lucy Maud Montgomery in the classic books. We didn’t bother to pay to enter the house, but walked around the outside and had our photo taken. 



There was also a small gift shop, with a lazy Labrador blocking the entrance, lying in the sun! We took some country lanes back, including a very deep, rutted, sunken road where I saw a blue jay fly over, back to the port, dropping off Denise and Brian in town  first. It was a large cruise terminal but I didn’t buy anything. Back on board I watched passengers being tendered to Star Pride, which had joined us at anchor. The tenders looked very small and difficult to board. We stayed on deck for the sail out past the lighthouses or Warren Cove and Blockhouse Point towards our next port on the Iles de la Madeleine.

Tuesday 25 September and another beautiful day as Arcadia anchored in Iles de la Madeleine. This archipelago is situated in the Gulf of St Lawrence and is part of Quebec Province. I had chosen the South West Sights tour. We drove out on school buses through the small port to the Borgot Lighthouse at Étang-du-Nord – our first stop – before driving along a causeway to the historic village of La Grave on Havre Aubert Island. 



This is an artist’s colony with small shops and a pretty marina. We watched sand art being made before wandering the one street. I bought a pretty pendant mad from a pink local stone. Our final stop was at a model village. It was made by a retired fishing boat captain to explain the history of the area since it was settled by the Acadians. 


Back at the terminal, my friend stayed in town and I went to join the tender queue. It had been an interesting day but there really isn’t much to see here.

The weather the next day was not as good as it had been, with drizzly showers as we arrived in C orner Brook, Newfoundland. I had chosen to repeat the tour I did back in 2004 and drive out to Lark Harbour and the Bay of Islands. Captain Cook was based at Corner Brook in 1767 so much of the area is named after his expedition. 
Frenchman's Cove

Bottle Bay


The scenery is lovely and the spread laid out for us by the Church ladies in Lark Harbour was as good as before. I bought a pretty Labradorite pendant and earrings. While taking photos of Bottle Bay I was a bit cross that my friend yet again managed to get into my photos – her bright pink jacket standing out. I had to photoshop them!! This is another port where they is not a lot to see in the port but it is a gateway to spectacular scenery within a few miles. 

Thursday 27 September and our final port of Sydney, Nova Scotia before the return sail across the Atlantic. Again, the weather let us a down as it was drizzly rain. HAL’s Zuiderdam was berthed so we had to tender ashore, as I had done when I visited on QE2 in 2006. My tour wasn’t until the afternoon, but I went ashore early to spend time in the excellent cruise terminal market. After a while, I joined the others to queue for the coach. Once on board we had a drive of about an hour along the Cabot Trail to Baddeck, home of Alexander Graham Bell. The trees were beginning to turn here at last and we saw some lovely fall foliage.





Once at Baddeck, while the others set off on a guided walk to the boardwalk waterfront, I wandered the main street and gift shops. I bought a lighthouse candle lamp before finding a café for a coffee and cake, which I ate with Caryll and some other friends. We then wandered back to the car park to reboard our coach to Sydney.

It took five days to cross the North Atlantic back to Southampton. The weather was pretty kind to us with calm seas. It had been an interesting cruise, with largely good weather and lots of new places to visit but probably not one to repeat in a hurry as several of the ports were rather thin on sights and activities.