What felt like much too soon, we left Petit-de-Grat. We drove to Sydney to visit Matt’s cousin and family for a wonderful visit. The kids were meeting cousins they didn't even know they had. Not only were these cousins fun, they also had a pool. After coaxing the kids out of their pool, and then somehow, them getting tossed in again, we finally put an end to the fun and got on the road.
From Sydney, we drove to the Dancing Moose for a night of glamping.
The kids were pumped to get back to our van/camping life on the road but they had glamping on their bucket list since seeing the oTentiks at Riding Mountain National Park in Manitoba. So the first night of our drive back, we glamped. Although we arrived late, I found it was much easier to get ourselves set up in a glamping cabin than in the tent, and it was amazing how quickly we could get it all done with two sets of adult hands!
The next day, we had one of the most delicious breakfasts on our trip at the Dancing Moose Café. With our tummies full, we were excited because we had a beautiful day to drive the Cabot Trail. We made some stops along the way, stopping at multiple lookouts.
We moseyed along until we reached the iconic Skyline Trail. We had lunch in the parking lot and geared up for the hike. The hike was an 8.7 km rolling walk with gorgeous ocean vistas and a fantastic view of the meandering road through the Highlands. After a beautiful day with loads of eye candy, we found our campground in the park and put our tent up for the night.
There was more to be done in the park, but regrettably, we still had a country to cover. I knew now, that next time we came to Cape-Breton, we had some more world to explore and uncover up here in the Highlands. For now, we would say farewell.
Matt is a man with a plan and so now that he’d arrived, our first week was scheduled. The quest to find a place for the night wasn’t going to be a problem this week. Next he had booked a site in the Kouchibouguac National Park on the Acadian Coastal Drive. Although part of the adventure on our drive to the east was whether or not we’d find a place to park it for the night, I was happy that he’d gone ahead and booked something because the National Parks weren’t always easy to get into. This way, we knew we had something secured so even if we had a longer drive, there was something waiting for us at the end of the road.
From the Cheticamp campground in the Cape-Breton Highlands National Park, we were heading to Kouchibouguac National Park.
We got up early and loaded up.
On the road again!