I thought that the Canada Day long weekend might be a good time to make sure we got to Pollett's Cove this year - before these summer months are gone before we know it. It is absolutely my favorite place in Nova Scotia. I was scared to make the trip again because we had such a great time and wonderful weather last time. The forecast wasn't the most promising, but I remained hopeful and we loaded up the car for Cape Breton. My worrying was worthless (as worrying usually is!). It ended up being a magical experience again.
We were late leaving Dartmouth, near 5pm on Friday, but we drove through to Cheticamp and found a place at 10pm!! It was a lovely 2 bedroom cottage. We paid more than we would have liked to but given that we left getting accommodations so late, we couldn't really look around for something else. We had to get those boys and ourselves to bed. It was nice to have separate rooms, nice beds, and a place to pack up our backpacks in the morning. We stopped in Pleasant Bay at the little corner store to pick up some final necessities - juice crystals and a couple boxes of smarties.
We were the only car in the parking lot when we started on the trail, but we knew that would likely change. The boys were pleased to have their own backpacks and to be in charge of their box of smarties. They carried their rainjacket, smarties, salty snack and water. They gave me their packs whenever they didn't feel like carrrying it, and I didn't make a big deal out of it.
The hike up Heart Attack Hill was hot and humid, and we were all extremely happy to arrive at Otter brook to duck our heads in the brook. The boys were sad to see that the rock man had been knocked over so we fixed that (will insert picture). They were also disappointed to find that there was only a rope to swing on, and the buoy swing was gone, so we fixed that one the way back out - thanks to Liam's determination (will insert picture).
Unfortunately, Zach fell on the trail and hurt his elbow. He didn't have a cut or scrap. He fell on the dirt place in front of himself while walking with Al. At first he wouldn't walk, until Al convinced him to put his hand inside his shorts to support his arm. He was obviously in a lot of pain, but there wasn't much we could do. He was willing to continue walking slowly towards camp. A couple groups of people passed us on the way in. We weren't sure what to make of it. He insisted it was the inside of his elbow that hurt - maybe overextended it somehow. I was glad to have kids pain medication with us which helped him sleep through the two nights at the beach campsite.
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