Once we landed in Nova Scotia, we drove for a few hours to get us to North Sydney from where we would be taking our long ferry ride to Newfoundland. Once in North Sydney, we quickly settled in to sleep in preparation for Marathon Eight the next morning. Brenda was up early and set off from the camp sight with a smile despite the wet weather.
A little while later, the girls emerged from their beds to get ready for their runs. Because we were already in North Sydney, with the ferry only a few kilometres away, Brenda and the girls chose a running route in and around the town. Before we left our home for the night, Emily made a new friend.
Brenda's first 22 km brought her full circle back to our site to pick up Maddy for the next leg.
By the time Emily joined Brenda, the weather was even more wet. The misty drizzle had become a full rain.
As they finished at the 42 km mark, Brenda and Emily were soaked through. We found a fitness centre to drop into for hot showers and dry clothes before we boarded the ferry. We were booked on an overnight crossing, boarding the ferry at 4:30.
We made it with time to spare, although not a lot. The ships were huge, seeming much larger than those of BC Ferries. We drove right into the bow, its nose raised high. The men inside were playing a game of tetris, packing each vehicle in tight for the journey across. We were hoping the crossing would be smooth, but we took some gravol, just in case.
Goodbye Nova Scotia. Our visit was short and sweet. We will return to Halifax for a day before we head back west.
The ferry had lots of parking decks and lots of cabins. This wasn't where we slept. This hallway resembles a scene from Titanic, but our seats looked more like Greyhound. Emily, Brenda, and Maddy actually took to the floor to sleep, but I'm not sure much sleep actually happened.
While the girls were sleeping, I tried to get some work done in the Internet Cafe (the ship did not have wifi - the girls were not impressed), catching up on email, and I wanted to work on our blog. This was the message that the ship's provider sent back to me when I tried to visit our site. I don't know what part of the site name suggests porn!
The ferry ride could be as long as 16 hours. Our boarding documents listed a departure time but not an arrival time. We hoped for a smooth sailing that wouldn't be extended by rough seas....
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