Glorious stretch of coastline

The Lighthouse Drive in Nova Scotia gets loads of write-ups as being super-scenic and so we were expecting to find it beautiful.

But it's not just beautiful, it's gob-smackingly, achingly pretty. Really, really pretty. I don't have enough words pretty.

After making our way through Downtown Halifax, Nova Scotia's capital, for a little look-see, we took the 333 straight down towards St Margarets Bay and the famed Peggys Cove.

The mistiness of the day probably lended it an ethereal quality that might have been lacking on a sunnier day, yet still there was something very special about this little seaside community, its much-photographed lighthouse and its waterfront.

After spending much time out near the lighthouse, watching the waves roll through and smash on to the black rocks below, we returned to stroll through the waterfront dock area and stopped to try some salt water taffy from a local shop.

It turns out that salt water taffy is not only delicious but is also a useful aid in tooth extractions.

Jordan's first bite managed to loosen off her tooth but not remove it entirely.

Despite the blood loss and shock of the experience, she still commented that the taffy was yum! That a girl Jordie!

The campsite we set up in just around from Peggys Cove at King Nepture was the most picturesque we've had in all of Nova Scotia.

The owners schooled the kids in how to throw out the fetch toy to their chocolate-coloured lab, who bounded and jumped out into the bay and swam out again and again for the toy.

Looking west across St Margarets Bay, the setting sun was something else, with the mist just lifting in time but leaving enough haze to pick up the colours.

The owners showed us the best view through their boat house dock and answered our questions about the bay, a bit of its history, the fishing in the area, and the terrible tragedy of Swiss Air Flight 111 which crashed into those waters in 1998.

The campground had been one of the bases for the search and recovery operation.

Continuing on the next day, we picked up some lobsters (which the boys consumed later when we got to our campsite). Yes, they did share - just a little bit!

We stopped in at Queensland Beach (which we couldn't just drive past) for a swim.

The water was clear, the waves were gentle, the sand was fine, but the water temperature was more suitable for polar bears than a pack of Queenslanders.

Onwards to Bayswater, where we grabbed some fish and fries from Sheila's roadside van and shared a picnic lunch.

The beauty of the coves and inlets just continued to ramp up the closer we neared Lunenberg and we can't wait to explore it next.