Basil left Pictou this morning. I had hoped that he would be going by sail boat, but when we arrived at the marina there were none to be found, so Basil is travelling by motor boat instead.
After leaving Pictou harbour his route will take him around Cape George and through Canso Lock. This is part […]

It has been another nice fall in Nova Scotia. We weren’t able to make it to the Celtic Colours festival, but Basil did enjoy a walk with Jenny in the woods:

Basil also met some new friends in River John:

“They aren’t very talkative,” noted Basil. What a joker that donkey is!
We are in Bissell Park in […]

It started raining today and Basil has been kicking his hooves in the workshop watching me turning bottle stoppers. After the tenth one he says “This is getting boring. Can’t you make something else?”.
That wouldn’t be very efficient I tell him, so I take him into the office and show him the blog post […]

“Smell that salt air,” says Basil.
“We’re lucky today,” I reply. “Very often all you get to smell in Pictou is the pulp mill on the other side of the harbour”.
Basil asks what there is to see in Pictou. I tell him it’s a pretty small town and he tells me he figured that out already. […]

“Strewth,” says Basil as he walks into the workshop. I think he picked up some of the dialect when he visited Australia. “That looks scary mate, what are you doing now?”

“This is going to be another set of ‘triplets‘. They are sets of three vases which are turned alongside one another on all four faces.”
“Neat, […]