Day 29. Sept 5, 2013. Are we in Ireland or Scotland?

We got up early to rush to catch the ferry to Nova Scotia.  I nagged George to buy gas, but he didn't want to stop, and thought gas would be cheaper in Nova Scotia.  Made it to the ferry showing "below empty".  When we landed, we drove through the town looking for a gas station.  An old guy gave us misinformation, and we drove in circles.  The gauge on the car indicated 0 miles left.  Finally found a station.....and it was more expensive than PEI!

Drove along the coast.  We are in the area of Nova Scotia called Cape Breton.   Irish and Scottish settlers here.  Everything is bilingual ...English and Gaelic.  Stopped at a pub for lunch, owned by some  famous local Celtic singers.  Stopped at a single malt whiskey distillery, only one in North America.  Some Scotch fiddlers.  

It started to pour.  We drove along the coast on a high mountain road.  Lots of hairpin turns.  The sea was beautiful next to the shear cliffs.  (I had to hide my head)

Before entering the national park, we asked if there was were any gas station nearby.  A guy said the next town had one... 30 miles away and our tank said we had 50 miles left.  Got to that down, and found he was  wrong....no station.  We would have to go back or try next town.  We pushed onward through the downpour.  

Getting late and no campsites in site.    Finally, like a mirage, we saw a sign for a campsite/oyster bar combo.    Right before we entered, we found a gas station.  Wonderful how things just turn out right!  We had some oysters on the half shell that the owner had just harvested from the bay next to us.  Life is good!