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Cape Breton evokes deep memories and strong emotions for me as well as a deep appreciation for the beauty of my adopted island. My hopes are that you too might find the photos evocative - maybe a view you've not enjoyed before, or an 'Oh I've been there', or if from away that you may be encouraged to visit this fair isle so that you might come to love and breathe Cape Breton as I do. One word about place names that I use - some are completely local usage while others are from maps of Cape Breton that I've purchased over the years. I frequently post travel and other photos that are of interest to me - and hopefully you.

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Farm House onto the Bras d'Ors

© August '11  photo by smck

Spending my last weeks in August batching-it (an old expression of my father's for being alone without a woman - in this case my wife Carol - in the house) at Grand River Falls, and feeling at loose ends I decided to take a long Sunday drive along the Bras d'Or Lake.  Instead of following route 4 along the lake toward Sydney, I instead drove to St. Peters and turned out the road toward French Cove that led along the lake toward West Bay.  Then a familiar scene that had probably graced one of my calendars of Cape Breton suddenly appeared.   Even though the road had no shoulders I found room to park the truck and get out to take a photograph of my own of this evocative setting.  It was not hard for me to imagine some decades back when the road was gravel at best and working sailboats the quickest mode of transportation for the inhabitants of this remote area. 




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