Wolfville Road Trip and Spryfield Fire

May 5, 2009

Wolfville, Nova Scotia is a place that has always held a draw for me.  I’ve lived in many places in Nova Scotia, but the Annapolis Valley is one of the parts that has remained somewhat of a mystery to me.  Mikey and I went down for the day and while she was at a job interview, I spent the day exploring the area, and of course, falling in love with it.

Magnolia

Magnolia

It seems spring comes sooner to the valley, as many things have already started to bloom there.  I was especially impressed by the many magnolia trees which have opened up like popcorn.  The sight of it can’t compare to the warm, buttery, sweet smell of the magnolia trees in bloom.

Magnolia

Magnolia

Magnolia

Magnolia

First thing in the morning I drove up the hill behind Acadia and followed the road as far as it went.  At the end of the road I found an eagle digging through someone’s garden to find straw, presumably for a nest.  I followed it down a hill toward a river, but lost sight of it.

Eagle in Field

Eagle in Field

Wolfville

Wolfville

Flowers

Flowers

Forsythia

Forsythia

After looking around for the eagle, I went back to the Blomidon Inn, packed up our things, checked out and asked the receptionist there where I should go next.  She gave me a map of the area and said that Blomidon is the place to go, if I’d never been there before.  On the way there is “The Look Off” where you can look out over the various fields and orchards that spread out for miles and miles.

The Look Off

The Look Off

Orchards

Orchards

Then on to Blomidon.

Blomidon

Blomidon

The Cliffs at Blomidon

The Cliffs at Blomidon

Falls at Blomidon

Falls at Blomidon

Out to Sea

Out to Sea

Low Tide

Low Tide

Fields and Flats

Fields and Flats

Pier at Blomidon

Pier at Blomidon

I noticed a large tree near Blomidon with an eagle’s nest in it, so I tried to get a little closer for a better look.  As I approahed, the eagle started making chirping noises, announcing an intruder.

Eagle

Eagle

Eagle in Tree

Eagle in Tree

Then the eagle got a visitor, who brought a fish to share.

Eagle

Eagle

Eagle and Raven

Eagle and Raven

There were also an abundance of abandoned houses out here.  If we come back, I’ll have to spend some time just on that, but for now, there’s just too much to see to get photos of all of the buildings out here.

Abandoned Blomidon

Abandoned Blomidon

Abandoned Wolville

Abandoned Wolville

I have to say, I was entirely impressed with Wolfville.  To be completely honest, it may be the most beautiful place I’ve ever been.  The expanse of orchards and green fields, the red sand and cliffs, the water, the highest tides in the world, and a great community.  I hope to return some day.

After my little excursion, we head back to Halifax, to pick up some things on the way back to Fredericton.  When we get to Bayer’s Lake, we notice a huge plume of smoke coming from Spryfield area.  It was hard to tell where the smoke was coming from, or what might have caused it, but it was obvious that it was not normal.  We drove up to Fort Needham Park in the North End of Halifax to see if we could get a better look.

Halifax Fire from Fort Needham

Halifax Fire from Fort Needham

I still couldn’t really see any more from here, so we went up to the citadel to get an even closer look.

Spryfield Fire from Citadel

Spryfield Fire from Citadel

We then ran our errands and picked up everything we needed, but it was rush hour which made it impossible to leave the city, so we went to Point Pleasant Park to see if I could get even closer to see what was happening with the fire.

Spryfield Fire

Spryfield Fire

Fire

Fire

Bomber

Bomber

Fire

Fire

The flames break out over the hill

Fire

Fire

Fire

Fire

Fire

At this point I still didn’t know anything about the fire, other than the extent of it.  While I was standing at the Prince of Wales tower it had spread from one isolated area near Ferguson’s Cove to the entire area between there and Herring Cove.  One part would get under control and then they would focus the bomber’s efforts on another, until the old fire would flare up again.  I have never seen anything like this before.

Until next time.

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