To Canso

Our leave of Cribbon’s point came with sunshine and light winds. We made our way to the Canso Causeway. This small waterway which separates Cape Breton from the rest of Nova Scotia reminded me of the banks in the St Lawrence.

We made our way down to the lock which adjusts for the change in water level between St. George Bay and the Bay on the other side of the strait (I can’t remember the name right now). The lock had a strong current and nearly pulled out boat to metal doors at the other end. Once the doors opened, a swivel bridge turned, temporarily stopping land traffic while we passed through.

We pushed forwards arriving at the town of Canso late at night. The town was beautiful at night. Because of the many hazards to make your way to the town’s harbour, there are white, red and green lights softly flashing everywhere. We anchored under the starry sky and went to sleep.

The next morning we were greeted by three sails who stuck their heads up some 20 metres away, curious to know what we were doing there. After grabbing some supplies at Canso (thanks to Gus who let us borrow his pickup), we began our trek to Liscomb.