We moved to Parkers Bay near Annapolis Royal, Nova Scotia, a short trip of 102 miles. We were warned the park owner could be difficult. She had to park each coach herself. That meant we had overwhelmed her and coaches were waiting on the highway. We drove a few hundred yards around the corner and found a large parking lot where we took the car off the dolly and waited for the crowd to clear. Across the highway, I noticed boats tied to the wharf. I liked the relative sizes - small, medium, large.
Since we were safely out of the road, we waited until the traffic jam cleared. We were last to get parked, but we were rewarded with a nice oceanside view. The sites were grass and it had rained the night before so the ground was pretty soggy. The park had some power issues. We only had about 105 volts but faired better than a few of the others.
Getting in so early meant we had plenty of time to take a first look at Annapolis Royal. The streets were deserted and most shops were closed on Sunday. It was a pleasant day so we decided to get our steps in.
The Ryan Royal was high and dry. Maybe she was in for repairs or maybe she was just waiting for the tide to head out to the fishing waters again.
Fort Anne was a historic site managed by the Canadian National Park system (we can use our passes). We thought it was closed so we just walked the grounds. We found out later the museum was open.
The trademark red Adirondack chairs were positioned to overlook the bay.
The town had a bit of charm but after Lunenburg, it seemed a bit bland.
The building across the street was home to a lawyer's office and an artist's studio.
I don't know what went on upstairs but I hope that was the artist's studio.
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