Even though I liked the fog when we first arrived in Peggy’s Cove, I was thrilled to see it dissipate just in time for the sun to set. Erica and I quickly drove back to the village from our motel up the road. Along with just about everyone else. The rocks were packed with people also wanting to take a photo of Peggy’s Point Lighthouse at sunset.
And I can’t blame them. I mean…
It was pretty incredible! And if we were patient, the crowd would clear enough that we could quickly snap a few photos sans people. Except this one couple.
They really took their time, posing for lots of photos of each other, and basically trying our patience. But we persevered and they finally moved on. Phew.
We stopped at the memorial for the Swissair Flight 111 crash that took place off the coast in 1998. It’s a little unsettling how many memorials to crashes we found along the coast, but it was a really peaceful place with a beautiful view.