Sackville to Moncton

We got an early start this morning and made a slight backtrack to Fort Beausejour, arriving before they opened. We toured the site for awhile until they opened the interpretive centre. We had heard of this fort at some of our previous stops. It is a much smaller and less elaborate site than many of the others we have seen. But it had an excellent collection of artifacts. Apparently, most of those on display were collected by a local historian who was the main advocate for designating the fort as a National Historic Site. These were items in excellent condition rather than old discarded items dug out of the ground. Many others were unearthed by archaeologists who finally excavated the site. There are about 3,000 more in storage.



It was a gray, but mild day. Rain held off at the fort, but we had light to moderate rain most of the rest of the day.



From the fort, we drove to Moncton. We began with a trip to the Moncton Market, which was humming on a Saturday. We had to sample some of the goodies offered for sale. From there we went for a walk along the river bank, eventually heading into the downtown for a walk down Main Street with our walking tour map. There were numerous interesting old buildings from the 1890s and earlier. This 1876 building reminded me of an old spinster tarted up to look like a hooker.

Having seen what we wanted to see, we decided to slip into an Irish pub for a beer. Their soup of the day was roasted red pepper, so we had to try that. Then we heard that there was a band coming, so we stayed through their first set ending at 5 pm. They played the typical Maritime happy times drinking music which we enjoyed very much. We got ourselves to our hotel at 6 and retired for the evening.

Speaking of Maritime music, both of us have had Barrett's Privateers buzzing around in our heads for about two weeks now. We heard it on the radio a couple of times and two or three times in souvenir shops. You can't escape it! We both like the song, but having it in our heads constantly for two weeks is getting a bit old. On rare occasions, we can squeeze it out for a short time with Farewell to Nova Scotia, but that gets old also. It would be better if we knew more than half a dozen words of each!