Day 12 - Crossing the border into Canada

This was a big travel day. I crossed into Maine from Matt's house and across Route 9 toward Canada. I spent some time on route 1, checking out the smaller harbors along Maine's rocky coast, but for the most part I just moved along to the border.  Crossing into Canada was completely uneventful.  I crossed and found camping in New Brunswick. Numerous people warned my about driving at night.  Moose are a big hazard in Canada.  I heeded their advise. Reaching Nova Scotia I ate close to the campground.  I had a wonderful spinich salad at a place called Jane's near the campground in North Sydney. Homemade apple pie a la mode sent me back to my tent satisfied. I had a lunch in New Brunswick of lobster rolls.  I skipped the processed food place that featured, McLobster.  Not for me, thanks.I camped in a provincial park near the Bay of Fundy. Standing by the shore with the waves lapping, I realized the waves were crashing closer and closer.  The movement was about a foot each minute.  It was slightly ennerving.